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Last night I was in the kitchen. I hear someone talking. The phone was setting on the stand in the living room on the charger. I'm like "WTF is that"? I go into the living room and there is a guy from a survey taking place that is speaking on my phone. It didn't ring, but it was on and I picked it up and started talking to the guy. How in the hell can this be? He was able to listen to me just like it rang and I answered it. This I do not like at all.
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I never heard of anything like that before. You have some of the wildest things happen to you.
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Ric Beckman ![]() 1969 Chevelle SS396 1972 Camaro SS350 |
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Yep, same thing Kathy said when she heard the guy talking. We went out for a steak dinner tonight. Ordered the rib-eye. When the waitress brought it out and set it down, she said go ahead and cut it and see if it's done right. I attempted to cut it. It was the toughest steak that I have ever seen. I had her try to cut it, She sawed her way about half way through and quit. Took it to the manager. She couldn't cut it either. I'm going to make some toast. Hard to wreck toast. |
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