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Sunday, September 04, 2005
Grandma, I'm So Wasted
Posted by Sam at 11:36 AM
Ummm... good morning.
I read an article somewhere promoting a service that disables the ability to dial certain pre-specified numbers from one's cell phone at ungodly hours of the morning... like 4:19 a.m.
The service is there to prevent one from calling grandma at 4:19 a.m., simply to inform her of one's current level of intoxication.
Why... oh why, does this service not exist for bloggers?
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Sam is an amazing and humble guy. Once, he rushed into a burning building, up six flights of stairs to save a kitten from certain death. He speaks eight languages, has mastered three varieties of martial arts, is a wine expert, and is a pulitzer prize winning author. Sam is an international heart-throb who prefers a quiet evening at home knitting afghans for the homeless, to the go-go, glitz and glamor of the party scene. I think the day he won the silver medal for ballroom dancing at the 98 olympics was the happiest of his life. Pretty impressive for a guy who never finished the 8th grade. - Carrie, 04