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I'm home. My parents gave away my car. It's been quite a week.

Last Tuesday, I received a phone call.

Winston: Jon! It's for you!
Jon: Who is it?
Winston: Jord.

JORD? What the fuck? Uhhh…okay…

I picked up the phone.

Jon: …Hello?
"Jord": Hey, it's Jord. You know, from WankerCounty?

Oh. It's just unfunny Jose pretending to be Jord because he thinks it's really funny. Ha. ha.

The next day, I received another phone call.

Winston: Jon! It's for you!
Jon: Who is it?
Winston: Jord.

Oh for God's sake! Stupid Jose…

Jon: Hey.
"Jord": 'Sup? It's Jord.
Jon: Roight. Yes yes.
"Jord": Hold on. I'm-a work a conference call between you, me, and J-Ram.

Wait… If he's Jord, then who's……fuckin' A! The real Jord knows my home phone number too.

People, please stop calling me under the name "Jord." It messes with my head.

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