Lets Talk About

I’m 36. Old, in other words. But I remember back in the day that one of the most fun things to do on a Friday night when I was 12 was to prank call people. Anyone. Everyone.

You can’t do that shit anymore because anonymity is impossible in today’s world. They’ll find out who you are.

But remember how in elementary school they used to hand out the “phone directory?” Everyone that you went to school with…their name, address, and most importantly…their PHONE NUMBER was listed for all to see. And this was way before caller ID, star 69, or any of the other sleuth-type, fun-hating detractors were invented. Any bored, enterprising young lad had the world at his rotary-dialing fingertips. It was bliss.

Have a crush on some girl? What better way to say, “I really like you but have no idea how to talk to you” than to call her house late at night and make her parents miserable.

Some bully messing with you? What’s better than calling his house and cursing out his older brother saying he put you up to it? Brilliance!!

Now, thankfully, those days are over…but it was a great time-killer when we were kids.

I used to order taxi-cabs, Chinese food, pizzas, and any other delivery-service known to man to houses across the street just so I could watch the mayhem ensue. Why? Just because I could…and think it was funny as hell. Then, of course, you’d prank call them later and ask how their pizza was. Giggle.

In this, the “information age,” this type of gag is no longer feasible…but what fun it used to be. Anybody with me on this?

Just a random thought from Jerusalem Jackson. Yester-year was a good time to be alive. And in closing I just have one question to ask: “Is your refrigerator running? You better go catch it before it gets out the door…..”