Who the hell is Bobby McEntire and where is her garbage can?
I just got the oddest voice mail message on my phone just now. It said, and I quote:
"J, when are you going to get a garbage can because I deal with your garbage every week and I'm getting tired of it. This is the old lady in the back."
Who are you? And how did you get my phone number?
This is really weirding me out!
Sincerely,
J
Yes, I dump my garbage out back, but it's in my LANDLORD'S can. Was this merely a wrong number? You didn't leave your number, and my phone was off, so I have no way of tracking you down? This is just plain creepy. Please reveal yourself!
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