Nichole, Please Pick Up Line Number Two

From outside the stall I heard the clickity-clack of a cell phone being dialed and a voice approaching the stall next to mine.

"Hello... is Nichole there?"

There was a short wait as the caller entered the stall and closed the door behind him.

"Hey, what are you doing? Oh cool.... me? I'm about to poop."

He did NOT just say that. Did he?

"To POOP," he enunciated.

He did say it.

"Hey, do you know the best way for me to get in touch with Leo?... Leo... the photographer."

He pulled a sanitary paper seat cover from the dispenser and positioned it.

"I don't know the number, that's why I called you."

He unzipped his pants and sat down.

"Yeah... just now," he laughed. Nichole must have heard the zipper.

He grunted and pooped.

"OK, thanks... talk to you later. I love you."

Who says romance is dead?

Filed under - Love | Misc

Submitted by Steve-O (not verified) on April 13, 2007 - 4:56pm.

Ha that is great, but I think it is better when you are on the can talking to someone on the phone and they have no idea.

Submitted by Sara Sue on April 13, 2007 - 5:49pm.

Just dropped dead!

Submitted by FFG (not verified) on April 15, 2007 - 9:54am.

I think Nicole should have hung up on him.

Submitted by KT (not verified) on April 19, 2007 - 2:34pm.

Seriously... I'm... well both speechless and queasy...

Guess that's why they say the good ones are always taken!!! :p

Submitted by KT (not verified) on April 23, 2007 - 2:16pm.

Can you say SPAM??? :p

*NOTE* Spam was deleted. Thanks!

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