I had fun with one of these earlier this year.
Got a barrage of texts from someone in gibberish txtsp at 1 in the morning. Finally, I texted them back to ask them to stop, because I wasn't their 'luv'. Then this girl rang, leaving a message in broad, drunken Glaswegian telling me it was only early, and that I had to come and pick them up from the club (lots of thumping crap 'club tune' noise in the background). At which point I turned the phone off. (Annoying, because I use it as my alarm.)
Anyway, thought no more of it until about three weeks later, when I was happily snoring away at 2 in the morning, I got a call. Some Glaswegian bloke doing his nut at me for shagging his missus, and he was going to 'kick my c*nt in'. I tried to interject, pointing out that not only am I female, but I'm about 400 miles away and have never met his idiot missus. He's not having it- possibly because I am Scottish. He's on a roll, slurring and screaming away, so I hang up, he calls back.... turn the phone off. Several abusive messages to delete the next day.
Had to get my gruffest mate to call back and tell him he was going the right way about getting his legs broken for 'hassling his pregnant missus'.
Twat. He actually pretended a mate had used his phone... *cower*.
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