I'm now completely cut off from the outside world. I dropped my cell phone in the toilet tonight and being the clean freak that I am, I had to clean the phone so I drowned the phone in even more water than it already was. The phone's not looking good right now and as I'm starting to come out of my drunken stupor, I'm starting to think, "Hey, I can fix that," even though I really can't. So now there are tiny little screws all over my rug and it has nothing to do with midget porn. I don't even know my mother's phone # without my cell phone around. We shall see tomorrow morning when all is sober and all is hopefully dry.
bollweevil:
The phone is gone, man. Give it up.