Monday, May 30, 2011

Bob Brown



 One day my friend was hanging around when the phone started ringing. She answered to be answered by a deep gruff voice.

Gruff Voice- Hello is Carl*(her younger brother) there

Friend- May i ask who is calling?

Gruff Voice- Is Carl* there?

Friend- May I ask who is calling?

Gruff voice- Is Carl* there?


Friend- I'm not telling you until you tell me who you are

Gruff Voice- Uhh. Bob Brown

Friend- Oh ok Bob Brown, He's here one sec

Friend- Carl* do you know a Bob Brown

Carl*-Nope, Hello?

Gruff Voice-...

Carl- He hung up.

My friend and her younger brother spent the next 10 minutes closing all the blinds and making sure all the door were locked.

She's also taken to telling me Bob Brown is in the closet or under the bed when i sleep over, but its okay because when i leave i know he stays there so then its her problem.





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