Greg: Hey, sorry, I can’t come to the phone now. Just leave a message . . .
[Beep]
Dave: Greg, Greg. Where in the world are you? Hey, man. I’m in hot water, and it’s all your fault! I thought you said Cindy was single and available!! Man, were you wrong!! You shoulda [should have] told me that your sis had just broken up with a seven-foot gorilla named Butch. I mean the guy is huge, and he caught me dropping her at her place, and he nearly strangled me before I could get in my car. And the guy’s dog. You mighta [might have] warned me about his vicious beast dog. The thing nearly ripped off my arm.
Well, once I peeled out of the driveway, the maniac started chasing me in his monster truck and nearly ran me off the road. And man, you could have told me that your car didn’t have much gas ’cause it ran out in the middle of this dark parking lot, and I’m now hiding in the men’s room of the gas station. Now, pick up the phone . . . pick it up , . . . Oh, no I can hear the guy outside and . . . hey, and your phone is going dead . . . Ah, man . . . you might have told me that this thing couldn’t hold a charge . . . Ah man . . . I should have stayed home and done my laundry . . . and I shouldn’t have listened to your wacky idea of going out tonight . . . Greg, Greg? Where are you?
