Confidential to those persons in possession of my phone number.
Please cease and desist all calls instructing me to "put on the radio to xyz station" because Huey Lewis is on.
HA. Ha.
I get it. You're a FREAKING RIOT.
Thank you.
-Once More
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Posted by: fancy | June 08, 2005 at 09:03 AM
Kris and I called you one day to sing you the Huey Lewis song that was on at the time. "do yoooooooou believe in loooooooove...." per usual you didn't pick up. Next time we'll leave it on voicemail.
Posted by: Emily | June 08, 2005 at 09:16 AM
Ha! My husband loves to leave these lovely messages on my phone - just some sort of funky music (Snoop Dog, Curtis Mayfield...). Worst thing is, I actually listen to the entire musical excerpt waiting for a message, but there never is one. So lately I have been listening to this cheesy station on my way home from work, waiting for the perfect song to record on his voicemail- so far: "On the Dark Side", and that "Kyrie Eleison..." song.
Posted by: jennifer | June 08, 2005 at 09:40 AM
It's amazing my gynocological stuff, no one cares. But tell people you used to like Huey and THAT'S what garners you the Freak Crown. I had totally forgotten about it and when I got the call wasn't told why to put on the radio. Kate was so happy and giddy I actually thought she'd won something or some big news was being broadcasted to the point I was trippin over stuff to get to the radio as quckly as possible. Never even occurred to me that I was being set up.
Posted by: Once More | June 08, 2005 at 11:44 AM
classic.
Posted by: Tim | June 08, 2005 at 02:42 PM