911 Operator: Hello, 911 Operator here.
Caller: Woof, wooof, woofa, woo, Tony the Tiger, woof, wookie, wook. (Translation: Hello, this is Tony the Tiger, Tiger’s dog. Yeah, I know, he is really creative with pet names, NOT!!!).
911 Operator: What is the emergency?
Caller: Woof, wook, cook, look, @$%#! woof, wooo, woooooof, woof! (Translation: Please get me out of this [Jerry] house right now! The people here are either cheatin’, poppin’, screamin’, or faintin’.)
911 Operator: Sorry, with our recent budget cuts, and with Tiger’s money being offshore and therefore untaxable, we have no canine-trained EMTs.
Caller: Woof, wooof, woo, woof, woofa, wfado, wooff woofof woof! (Translation: What kind of third world gated community is this? I got better treatment when Kultida took me to Thailand. At least can you send me some Kibble & Bits – no one has gone to buy dog food in days. I am sick of eating those golf club covers).
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