Tuesday, January 01, 2008

240-813-5221

Late last night, my cell phone started beeping. I'd missed a text message. But I was in bed, with Hubby, who is about the only person who ever texts my cell phone, so I knew it was not a real person. This morning, I checked the phone.

The message, from the above number, read:

"Pat McCarthy is someone you need to fuck up."

Sugar, I'm flattered, but I have got to tell you I am five feet, three inches tall. You are requesting thuggishness from someone who just...can't...help you.

6 comments:

ALF said...

And now whoever sent you the message is going to be very disappointed when Pat doesn't get messed up and he'll be all pissed at the person he thought he sent the text to. That is awesome.

Kerry McKibbins said...

I called Pat and warned him.

SherryTex said...

Should have texted back, Well, with friends like you, he's off to a flying good start....

so tired said...

I remember a Pat McCarthy and he did need a good fucking up. You should do it! ;)

Kerry said...

That is a bit alarming... there is a good story behind that text message!

papi chulo said...

Once I got a late night apology from someone... I texted them in the morning to let them know that the proper recipient was probably still mad.

I never did hear back. Bitches.