It’s impossible to avoid, because it happens so often. You’re sitting in a car with your buddy when his cell phone rings. He lowers the radio and starts yapping .. you have no choice but to listen and try to figure out what is being said, or space out.

If you’re a sick and demented individual like me sometimes you try to imagine the whole conversation. Unfortunately what you usually image is way more interesting than the actual conversation, and sometimes it all you hoped it would be.

What’s up dood.
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Oh yeah, how’d’ it go?
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Was she cute?
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Really!! You invited her back to your grandmother’s house? [surprised look]
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Was this the girl from radio shack?
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Dood, you know I’m saying this as a friend. That only means she’s a slut, you aren’t that smooth.
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She had how many!
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How itchy are your balls right now?

Insert hysterically laughing roommate in passenger seat here.