Random telephone call.

[The Glamour Nazi]

Some pizza hut from Georgia called and told me they were out of pasta and wanted me to call them back.

:o

[Mysterious F.]

Lucky, you could have pretended you were the customer.

[The Glamour Nazi]

First of all, I'm not in Georgia, and second I don't like talking to people I don't know on the phone. I can barely do it with some I do know.

[Hi no Seijin]

We keep on getting calls from all over the country, but thanks to caller ID, we never have to pick up and listen to them.

But one of these days, I would just love to have some gas ready when they call.  I have a theory that flatulence is a good way to keep telemarketers from ever calling your house again.

[The Glamour Nazi]

That's actually a good idea.

[Twilight Wolf]

I've been getting random calls from all over the country, too. Not many, mind you, but some. Most recently from Oregon.

[The Glamour Nazi]

Strange, well my phone has a georgia area code, so people from georgia call me sometimes.

[Hi no Seijin]

That's actually a good idea.

The caller ID or the flatulence?

[The Glamour Nazi]

Flatulence