Imagine that, a time when people spoke to each other on the telephone with the goal of enjoying some good old-fashioned communication. Amazing.
Stanley makes a collect caw to his mom.
Mom DID tell me not to get footprints on her clean rug. What a neat freak!
I've left him 300 voice mails and he still hasn't called me back. He must be crazy!
Trying to make a phone call from Grandma's house. What the hell is this thing?