Monday, October 4, 2004

Manda the damned.

I got a weird series of voice mail messages of some weird music and off key singing. I didn't know who the fuck it was. I was beginning to think that i had some weird stalker crazy chick from by past who was out for revenge or something. (There's more than one).

Well I later found out it was Manda and her crazy friend Raymie having a little fun at my expense. Great. She called to see how i was doing...at least that's why i think she was calling. Couldn't really tell because most of the time she and Raymie were cracking each other up with fart jokes and other crude humor plus she spent a lot of time bitching about being cold and how Raymie's heater is a piece of shit or whatever. She said they went to Westside Tavern to eat, which happens to be 3 miles from where I live. Didn't even bother to ask me to join them. I see how it is! I guess i'm not cool enough to eat dinner with the Manda and Raymie club! BASTARDS! I'll show them! I'm make a club of my own! I'll call it the "NO MANDA OR RAYMIE CLUB". I'll have milk and cookies and Yu-Gi-Oh tournaments! Yeah, it'll be cool!



Anyway, after spending about half an hour on the phone listening to random farting and insane laughter and teasing at my expense, Manda finally got tired and hung up, leaving me slightly more confused than usual.

2 comments:

  1. Yu-Gi-Oh touraments? Are you kidding me??
    Liked the visual of you sitting all mad in a treehouse making a sign to keep them out...
    What was the club called on The Little Rascals?

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