SORRY! Wrong number. So here it is 1989 and I am stationed in the US Navy base Charleston, SC. I and Joyce, then my fience` are leaving the mall heading towards the rear exit when a nearby payphone starts to ring. CLICK. Switch to Sailor mode. I pick up the phone and say; Quarterdeck, USS Nassau BT3 Jackson can I help you? UH WHO? Dude can I score some weed man? Sir youve called the Nassau. Nassau? Bahamas dude? No Sir. This is the USS Nassau, a United Sates Naval vessel, a helicopter carrier. WHAT? DUDE where are you man? In Rota Sir. Where? The US Navy base in Rota Spain. How did I get way over there with a quarter man? Lucky I guess but its obvious you dialed the wrong number. WOW! Ok sorry dude. Ill try again. click. I hang up and a couple seconds later it rings again. Joyce seeing my smile grabbed my arm and pulled me away. Dont E V E N think about it!
Posted on: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 01:47:32 +0000
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