My thanksgiving was good and I had a swell time from eating and partying with a couple of friends.
How many people get calls from a number that you dont know and when you pick up the phone,the person just starts spitting like you should know who and what they are talking about.I got a call from a strange number on my cellphone yesterday and immediately I picked up the call,the person just went on about how the sex was a life saver and how she has not had some in while and she cant wait to get some again.
Ol boy I held my phone and actually had to check if I was not holding somebody else's phone,my head was screaming WTF,cos I know I could not even recognise the voice.After she had ranted for like 3mins,I calmly asked who was on the phone and am pretty sure she almost colapsed wherever she was 'cos she shouted "WHAT!!!" is this not "Leshawne" or something like that.I said no,this is Naijabloke and I dont know who Leshawne is and this is my cellphone.Apparently the chic dialed the wrong number and just started talking without asking for Leshawne.
Anyway all along while she was ranting about the great sex and how it saved her life,my head was extracting data,analysing and creating reports to figure out which of my friends was trying to prank call me,but I guess I just wasted some of my brain cells 'cos it was a wrong number.
Have you recieved a prank call or a funny call from someone that you dont know before or you have prank called someone before that was funny?
Turn your speakers up and listen to these prank calls and laugh a little.
This is Rickey Smiley doing one on a lady
This is a 10yr old gurl that called a demolition company to bargain with them to demolish her school
This wife called a radio show to call her husband to confirm if he is cheating on her
Let me leave you with a joke before I go
Never Smelled So Good....
An elderly Italian man lay dying in his bed. While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite Italian cookies.
With all his remaining strength, he lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom and with even greater effort, gripping the railing with both hands, he crawled downstairs. With labored breath, he leaned against the doorframe, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven. There, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table, were literally hundreds of his favorite anisette cookies. Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted Italian wife of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?
Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, the wondrous taste of the cookie was already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life. The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked hard with a spatula by his wife.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" she shouted, "THEY'RE FOR THE FUNERAL!"
You guys have a rest of the week