Oooooooooooooohhhhh how i love to play with those little phone calls from the sub continental peoples.


Ring...ring ...ring ring...ring ring...ring ring.........HULLO!!.....Could i speek wiv mdr merry?....NO!..... is mdr merreey der....NO!.....midda murrreeey has bin sllted to resive lottsa loot from wherever...... OH, who gave you Mr Murray,s phone number??...... no jhe was sellected........OH! Mr Murray cant come to the phone..........iss middda murree da house qwner.........NO!....ish dat a compeny ouse.....NO!.......ken i speek wiv ta ouse oneer........ Sorry hes outside with the Camels.....uuuhhh!??....u av cameeels dere...... Yes, and we are having problems with them........eeeeeeeeeehhhh...... we are having problems with them, not getting enough mileage......ooooohhhhhhhhh...so Mr Murray is out there de,testicling them.......ooooohhhhhh.......To get better mileage....arrrrggggh.......He does that by biting them out!!.........OOOhhh.....Yes its easy for him, he has no tounge.......NO TOONGE.......yep no tounge,...... had it cut out when he was fighting the bores.......Aye........he cant speak now, has his mouth full-o-balls....solly solly.....hey dont thank me, i'm only the man servant....................click


ITs Fair Game and better entertainment than T.V. lotta,lota laughs
