какой-то длинный пятница получился....

погода ахуительная. даже у моего сталкера голос стал радостнее. прикиньте -- начал мне звонить какой-то чел, разговоры содержания примерно следующего:

(me) hello
(guy) hi.... do you know who this is?
(m) have no idea. who are you?
(g) I am your servant!
(m) hi.... servant... .how are you?
(g) I'm at your feet, of course.
(m) what can I do you for? or rather, what can you do me for?
(g) just tell me what to do. Would you like me to start by kissing your feet?
(m) oh, good idea. but what I want even more is for you to just slam the reciever back on the hook.

now, the weird thing is -- the calls started right after the hotdoc about Bob Flanagan ran at Bloor Cinema (: