Sure, hot guys are calling me on it, but I don't know how to answer it. And when I try to use the phone, I push all kinds of unintended buttons with my fat face and send blank text messages. This piece of caca has a camera and music and it's with it's fancy wheely deal on the front is trying to be an iPod and I already have an iPod. This phone was free through Verizon with a 50 bean rebate, now I'm going to have to pay $100 beans more just for a phone that doesn't do all this extra crap. Figures.
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But does it taste like sweet sweet chocolate? Mmmmm...
sweet sweet frustration is more like it.
Hot girls call me all the time on my cell phone. Well, not "all the time" just last Saturday. And it was probably a wrong number.
I'm not even sure my phone has a ringer.
awww, del-v. my call was intentional.
OMGGGGGGGG, I have the same fucking phone, in red. I HATE HATE HATE it. I callpeople at 4am when i"m just trying to lower the volume on my ringer. I sent blank texts to random people at all times of day. And I hang up on people all the time. FUCKING SUCKS! Oh goodness, I could go on and on. You hit a soft spot.
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