My lovely wife has sisters scattered all over the country,
and she often talks on the phone with them.
Recently, she got a call from one of them at about 7:00 A.M.,
when we were just starting to wake up. I didn’t hear what they talked about,
but it was a very short conversation.
Later, she told me her sister had somehow called by mistake,
and it might have been something she terms a 'butt call.'
I said, “A what?” and got ready for an explanation that’s either very interesting
or totally confusing. I was a little scared to hear what she meant by 'butt
call.'
She clarified: A butt call is what happens when you put the
phone in the back pocket of your jeans and your butt pushes the buttons,
unintentionally calling someone.
“Oh, of course,” I said, “...but people already have a name for
this. It’s a ‘booty call.’”
She insisted this is not what’s meant by 'booty call,' but I
know I’m right; butt and booty are synonymous.
I just can’t figure out why we got so many strange looks at
church on Sunday when I asked her if she’s had any more early morning booty
calls. People need to mind their own business.
Here’s Munchausen by Proxy, featuring the always delightful Zooey Deschanel, who declares in song, “I’m not
your late night booty call.” (Apparently, she has friends who aren't careful with their phones.)
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