Me: back! Five: ok. do you have a pen? Me: what? no. hang on. Five: fine ok. (1-2 minuites later) Me: ok im back. and this time, im packing heat. Five: excuse me? Me: I have a pen. Five: right ok. you need to write down this nummber im going to give you Me: and this is trisha's nummber? Five: (for the THIRD TIME he fucking laughs, like a nob) yes, this is the nummber trisha gives out on air Me: oh goody. Five. ok the nummber is **** Me: yup Five: *** Me: yup FIve: *** Me: yup Five: got that? Me: nope Five: (getting angry) right ok. can you copy it down as I give it to you this time? Me: sure FIve: ok. ***** *** *** Me: 213. ok thank you. Five: my pleasure Me: yeah. and before you go, can I ask you a question? Five: erm...you can if you want. Me: yay. ok. you know trisha used to be on ITV? Five: yeah.... Me: and now its on Five? Five: yeah I know. whats your point? Me: well, I was just wondering, if the ITV version of trisha, and the FIve version of trisha had a fight, which one would win? (huge fucking pause) Five: I dont know. (discontected) I expect my invite to the trisha show within the hour. |
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