Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Saturday, 4 March 2023

Don’t Answer That!

 


If you can even find one a these things…and it’s ringing…? DONT ANSWER IT! You just know that on the other end, it’s the devil, or a swamp monster, or a Terminator battle robot. 

Bad juju!!!!

3 comments:

  1. What scares me the most about that photo is that I remember using pay phones that were at least two generations *older* than that one.

    When I was a kid, all the payphones were in a booth and they were black dial phones with the dial at the top and the receiver hook on the side. The change slot was this contraption that stuck out at an angle and you pulled it down to get your change. Oh, and they cost a dime. My friends and I would check those phones regularly for change and quite a few times we would find a dime in there. That was good for a soda and a candy bar.

    Yeah, I'm a child of the fifties and one of those hated "boomers".

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  2. I remember when you would give someone the pay-phone number in your apartment building and hang around it waiting for a call, along with a half-dozen others who were just as broke as you.

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  3. A call to update you auto insurance

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