It’s kinda like how the president has a red phone that rings in the event of a nuclear situation. This is pretty similar. Only for me, it rings to let me know there are some nuclear hot chicks on the other end of the line. Instead of nukes, it’s the hot chick phone. And it just doesn’t stop ringing (I tell myself) I guess I gotta get a landline again. : )

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