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Crank Call

When I was little, I remember my brother Rob and I making a couple of crank calls. (I know he's going to deny, deny, deny...but that would be a lie, lie, lie) The first one of course was the refrigerator running one and the next one I remembered when I looked at this picture:
Rob: Is Mr. Wall there?
Crankee: No
Rob: Is Mrs. Wall there?
Crankee: No
Rob: Are there any Walls there?
Crankee: No
Rob: Then how do you hold the roof up?
(Rob and Heather hurry and hang up while in fits of laughter.)

Bummer about caller-ID because our kids will never have that fun.

Anyway, we now have something to hold the walls up, and Mr. and Mrs. Wall are definately in our basement.

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heidiram said…
O.K. Rob can SOOOOO not deny this one. I mean ROBBIE can't deny this one. I totally remember those phone calls.
December 2, 2006 at 9:15 PM
Heather said…
"that silly "o**sb*". code word until next week.
December 3, 2006 at 4:55 PM
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