Ugh. I am waiting for a mandatory 11AM meeting that was called on Friday.
Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute
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Ewwwwwww! You have to change your phone number?? Nasssssst-eeee!
Hmph! See if I ever call you from my new number.
The killer, of course, is that it doesn't even spell anything. Unless TKVQXL1 is a word.
Unless TKVQXL1 is a word.
Obviously, we need to coin a new word.
You have a Q on your phone? I don't have a Q.
Yes, I just leaned over to check.
Yes, you have no Q, -t?
Why does that strike me as funny? Perhaps it is the lack of sleep.
I have a Q on my phone.
hee hee! Tep, how are you feeling? Besides Hi-Larious!
[excised for bitchiness and whining]
7 is PQRS on my phone.
7 is PQRS on my phone.
0 is QZ on my phone.
Bastards! We can rely on nothing!
7 is PRS on my phone. I am Q-less. That's good as I hate Q.
t /TNG nerd
Ok, my phone has neither Q nor Z. 0 is OPER which strikes me as random and redundant. Also? Outdated. I mean, who calls the operator for anything anymore? Unless you need to know the country code for former Soviet Satellite states that are so small they don't show up in the little map in the phone book.