I called my mom today and her message said "....you have reached my travel phone......" and then instructed me to do something... I don't know what because I hung up before her message was over. You see, my mom (I love you Mom!) is famous for having The World's Longest Phone Messages. I'm serious. By the time she is done instructing
So I hung up and said out loud, "What the fuck is a travel phone?"
My mind immediately conjured up some images.
Does it come in its own bag?
Is it roughly the size of Lady Gaga's shoe?
Can you call God on it? Does he have his own travel phone?
|"Why hello! Yes, you ARE my favorite human.|
Don't worry about that rash, it will go away in time."
I was then transported to a Burgundy Chevrolet Cutlass Supreme,were I sat looking at the fuzzy dice, the sweet wine colored seats and matching dashboard.
I was listening to a cassette of my favorite band Starship and started singing along to the song Sara. I loved that song so hard. (I had a dog named Sarah and I sang it to her)
|Dude, that is a sweet ride.|
Does it come with a travel phone?
.......Or maybe it is the early 70's and I'm a secret agent. I have gotten into my car with my 190 proof liquor so that I can return home to get blitzed on one martini. Then my travel phone rings and it is my friend and part time lover, Secret Agent 007, in need of some service.
|"Why yes, I can be there in 14 minutes, I just need |
to buy a new pair of pantyhose. Mine have a runner.
What? No, I'm not wearing a dickie today. This is a
No, I'm not wearing my GoGo boots, but I can be...."
|Steering gets a bit tricky without a windshield to see through....|
Or maybe it is ....
Knowing my folks, I'm going with the last option.
Hope you are all having a great weekend. Don't forget your travel phones if you leave the house.