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Paying bills on the phone only made me think of three different Hispanics who called to say I had won that Publisher Clearing House jackpot. All I had to do was to give them my checking account information. No way, Jose!
Some Caucasian guy with a northern accent also called to say I had won some surplus governement money giveaway Adam Schuff. I strung him along for days just for the hell of it.
He even showed me super expensive sporty cars I had also won on the PC. Kept wondering when the jerk would make his move.
Finally I was given instructions on how to wire $750 from a local Walmart to another in El Paso and he asked me of I thought of that. I was not profane. I told him that sounded like one big pile of baloney and hung up.
He called me back screaming, "Why can't we talk like big men? Big men!" Me dino hung up on him again. I imagined that maybe he told his Mafia boss he had a live one and --well, I don't care. Hey, did I go off subject here?