truecar-done, also put him on some scam breast cancer charity that is especially aggressive.

Chuckling along here. Reminds some time ago while visiting at a friends house.

Solicitor call comes in. Apparently it was a female caller.

Friend slowly turns the conversation to perv and like a sex line. Too funny, because whatever the caller was about, he'd let her some slack and she'd give the pitch but then he'd get raunchy, ask what color panties she's wearing, fascinating about her. I guess she did reply on some things, then he went on to what he's doing to himself.... lol.

Eventually a supervisor got on the line and started to reprimand him, said they were recording and going to report him. Friend again started the routine on the supervisor and further replied they had his permission and encouraged to call the authorities. Told them if they didn't like his behavior or language, don't bother to call.

Funny time, still makes me laugh.

Before anyone calls:

No, I don't have Prince Albert in a can.

Yes, my refrigerator is running.

I'm fresh out of Janitor in a Drum

And no, Mr. Wall is not home - nor are any of the Walls.

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Well guys, you do realize that when you google his number, this thread is #4 on the search list.

I would love a crank call from Roy :)

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Well java, how big a boy are you?

I know I live an isolated life but I am curious about something in the OP.

What type of food does one order for delivery that some people want a side of ketchup and some people want ranch as a "side"?

I can't think of anything I have eaten that I would want a side dish where that is the choice.

French fries or onion rings..

A friend who owns an auto repair business keeps one of those air horns like on a boat on his desk. When a solicitor calls he politely tells them no. If they keep talking, after giving a wave to the rest of the people in the office so they can plug their ears, he gives 'em the horn. They never call back.

In college, you could just dial the last 5 digits of the phone number if you had a campus number. My girlfriend at the time had a house that would get called any time someone on campus forgot to dial 9 first. It was really annoying because it would ring all the time. I would usually explain it patiently once but after a while got sick of it and started taking pizza orders, tee times etc. It was just easier.

I know it's distasteful, but you could put up a Craigslist ad in the local area. One of those gloryhole or "come bang my wife" type listings with his number... "I'll pretend I don't know what you're talking about, but it's part of what turns me on - I'll make you work for it etc" LOL!

When I finished high school, we listed the Principal's car for sale in the city newspaper (pre internet days), but for literally less than half what it was worth. Apparently he was getting calls for two weeks on it.

Isolated life?

Understatement.

Fries with ranch is like you know, the best.

People have fries delivered? There are fast food places everywhere. And ranch on fries? Yuck. Different strokes for different folks. That is way different than me.

Actually, a simple google search of the number shows here that the number is listed to Hadra Castillo.

If true, it's alarming that sort of information is so easily accessed.

Hadra Castillo
Richmond, TX
Experience & Education

Work
Company: Amazing smiles - Houston, TX
Clinical project manager

Company: Stuyvesant dental - Manhattan, NY
Clinical project manager

related to Carlos A Castillo , age 52

Wow. Hadra could be the hombre as the accent was thick.


I saw that he called me this afternoon, probably after getting numerous calls from car dealers with ketchup and ranch colored cars.

I dialed up my Dad a few years ago. Missed the last number and put in the wrong one. An old man answered and I thought it might be one of my Dads friends that was visiting. I asked to speak to Mr. Holloway. He said "Who?" I apologized but like any old, lonely man he asked who I was trying to contact. I told him my Dads name and he said "Oh ya, I know him!' we started talking and come to find out they worked at the same sight 30 years ago, started talking about mutual people we knew. After about 10 minutes I told him that I should now call my Dad and he said, "call any time. It was nice talking to someone. I don't talk to many folks anymore because I'm house bound, kids have their own lives...you know how it is."

Ya never know whats going on I guess...

Sign him up to be a Trump volunteer.

A few years back people were dialing my number late at night on the weekends and waking me up. The callers were young men, usually drunk and were calling for a certain young lady.
I would write down the numbers and wait.
Being an early riser, I would phone the offenders on my cell phone at 5 or 6 am on Saturday and Sunday mornings for a few weekends in a row.