Yo, Holly, Lemme Holla Atcha

[daniel_stacy]

“Holly… So I wanted to leave you a message but I don’t have a home phone number. Then it hit me – neither do you! You’re in a motel. So I called the front desk. By the way, that desk guy is a dick. Anyway. This is the mandatory post-coital phone call. Just wanted to let you know it was great. I had a good time. I liked seeing you naked.

And you’re not answering.


Psssshhhhwww…

…smack


Man, I didn’t think this through.

I was calling to ask if you’d like to go dancing, maybe do some shots, get a little crazy. The only catch is, it has to be with me. Of course, after you listen to this, you’ll probably not want to do that.

But if you take pity on me, I do have a home phone and I’m listed.

Which is kind of weird, right? Like… how many of the people in the phone book are actually dead?

I’m gonna hang up now.”