don't you love being hung up on

I like you better on the phone

oh yes, today is one of those days. I must have woken up this morning with a big ass sticker on my forehead saying "please hang up on me, cause I enjoy it as much as I love being covered in chocolate".

Well technically I have never been covered in chocolate, so I would not have the slightest clue what that would feel like or whether I'd enjoy it, but I do love chocolate and I hate being cold but love being all snugly and cosy so I assume it would be nice. Except for the stickiness which would probably feel like some massive herd of creatures jizzed all over me. But other than that I'm sure it would be nice.

Anyway back to the real reason of this post and its being hung up on.

Now don't get me wrong, I have rang the wrong number before and I have made mistakes on the phone and I have even made a fool of myself and wanted nothing better to do than to run to my cave and hide and never answer another phone call ever again for my entire existence.

One fond memory is me being absurdly embarrassed by a radio station call and when it was my time for the lime light and I was on air and the host asked me what song I wanted, I froze and wanted to die on national radio. but I didn't (obviously, since I am typing this and not some metaphysical spirit lurking about blogger) , and I still didn't hang up.

So I am pretty understanding of  hanging uperers predicaments, but still I never hung up on people. I would like profusely apologize and try and come up with some wild story how it all happen because I never admit that I'm just an idiot and made a mistake.

So I just can not understand why people just hang up on you for whatever reason. And with today's technology, "I CAN RING YOU BACK CAUSE 90% OF THE TIME YOUR NUMBER IS NOT PRIVATE DUMB DUMBS". So why do it at all, why not do something crazy instead and repay me for wasting my time for answering your phone call with a joke.

I don't know something like the following perhaps:

"Oops sorry I rang the wrong number, but to make it up to you here is a joke 
A woman walked into the kitchen to find her husband stalking a round with a flyswatter.
"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Hunting flies," He responded.

"Oh, killing any?" She asked.

"Yep, three males, two females," he replied.

Intrigued, she asked, How can you tell?

He responded, "Three were on a beer can, two were on the phone. .. Have a nice day"

anyway lets hope I don't get hung up again cause I promise I will ring you back and tell you phone jokes for the rest of the day. I have unlimited credit peeps!!!!

This is Caroline signing out. enjoy your day ... 

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