pornographic messages

Anyone in the internets knows my phone number. It’s on my work site. I’ve also given out my number to some of my blogger friends that will call me in a drunken mess and offer sexual favors (hi rsg!), during drunken blogger parties, and most recently ask for services of their own.

Kami, left a nice little message on my machine. You have to take a moment and think of Jim from Taxi when you read this, because I’m PRETTY sure Kami was stoned when she left message (or probably drunk, she’s such a lush):

“Hello Hope Photographers…this is Kami. *pause* I am calling because I want pictures of my boobs. MY BOOBS. YES, my boobs. Hi Boobs. *pause* Anyway, I live in Dallas. That’s in Texas. My boobs are in Texas. I want naked pictures of my boobs in Texas. *pause* You live in California. My boobs are in Dallas. I can come to California maybe. My boobs and I will come to California. You shoot with NIiiiiiiiiiiikonnnnnnnnnn. My boobs. My boobs want to be naked and pictured.

Okay, so this is Kami. I want pictures of my boobs. Bye. *pause* no flash.”

I was CRACKING up when I heard this message. It was the ‘no flash’ at the end that made me pee my pants.

Who’s the luckiest drunken phone call receiver? I AM!!