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May 31, 2005

Voicemail Mystery.

I
just retrieved the following message from my office voicemail. It was left Sunday evening at 7:25 p.m. by an alarmed-sounding young man whose voice I do not recognize.
Hey! Don't go to Critter's. Don't go to Critter's! Go away. Run wherever you can go. Don't go home, take a taxi, go to Big's. Don't go home. There's something like fifteen cop cars sitting there for you. Don't go home! Go to Big'un's house.
Now there's a wrong number I bet you can't top.

Posted by Eric at May 31, 2005 12:12 AM

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Strangely enough, one street over, last night, there were like 15 cop cars outside a house blocking the street.

Posted by: Jon at May 31, 2005 8:27 AM

I once got wrong number call in which a woman asked:

"Is this the Happy House of Pleasure?"

Posted by: Dabney at May 31, 2005 4:26 PM

My wife, before we married, had a phone number which had previously belonged to a fire chief: most memorable calls were the ones from his son's school and the long answering machine message about calling in reinforcements and placement of engines at a particularly bad warehouse fire....

Posted by: Jonathan Dresner at May 31, 2005 5:39 PM

Sorry Eric. That was me. I was drunk.

Posted by: John a at June 1, 2005 10:29 PM