Ickle kid.
Found a number next to my mums bed which read "martin".

Now being young, i didn't know that was my dads name.

I rung it up. my dads new wife answers.

me: Hello
her: hello
me: who's this?
her: you know who this is, ben.

(at the time, i also had a friend called ben. so for some stupid childish reason, i thought my mum had my friends parents number. so me thinking they thought it was my friend, i continued)

me: who's this?
her: ben, don't be silly, you know who this is.
me: FUCK OFF *giggle* *hang up*


phoned up again, conevsration went the same. and again, and again.


found out a few hours later it was my dads wife. oh what fun i had when i went to see my dad next. never liked the bitch anyway. neither did my dad.
( Snorty McBumhole YouTube.com/MinistryOfGeeks, Thu 26 May 2005, 12:18, Reply)