I'm not real sure why the man in line next to me at the post office laughed when I told C-Diddy and Mar Dub not to call me back unless the house was on FIRE or someone was BLEEDING to death.
It was only the 389th time they had called while I was in line. They were on one of their giggling tirades where they think of something funny to call and tell on the other one. You can barely understand them because they are both laughing so hard. I'm pretty sure it's a conspiracy just to drive me insane(r).