Sunday, March 4, 2007
Emil in : "Wishing will definitely NOT make it so"
The phone rang in the middle of the night. Barely awake, Emil ran for it in the hope it would be either a job offer or a call from his long-lost friend Dagmar, who had disappeared after an explosion in a phone booth. Emil was panting as he grabbed the phone.
- Hello?
- Hello, I'm doing a survey on hair implants.
- At 4 in the morning?
- Er... sorry... this is very embarrasing... You see, it's not 4 A.M. for me.
- Oh! What country are you calling from?
- Oh, no, I'm in the same building as you - it's just that I'm drunk.
- Mom?
But Edgar had already hung up, leaving Emil crying in his underpants. Tough luck, Emil!
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