IT’S MY CELLPHONE AND I’LL CALL IF I WANT TO
(To the tune of Lesley Gore’s It’s My Party)
It’s Chinese water torture! Drip! Drip! Drip! Like being nibbled to death by ducks.
Once, my telephone line was for MY use – to make calls to my friends, and to receive from them. Now, strangers on other continents want to tie it up for their monetary reasons.
If an election were held tomorrow, how would you vote?
We are a reliable company who would like to clean your ducts.
You owe the IRS $1500, payable in iTunes gift cards.
I think every scammer should have to pay 50¢ on my phone bill before they call me. I got their number.
If you’d like to join the fun with the Friday Fictioneers, go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.