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					 When You Occasionally Have A Really Bad Day, And You Just Need To
  Take It Out On Someone, Don't Take It Out On Someone You Know,
              Take It Out On Someone You Don't Know.

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make.
I found the number and dialed it.
A man answered, saying "Hello." I Politely said, "This is David. Could I please speak
with
Robert Campbell ?"

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f*kin number!" and the
phone was slammed down on me.
I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude.
When I tracked down Robert's correct number to call him, I found that I had
accidentally transposed the last two digits.

After hanging up with him, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled " You're a C*nt!" and hung up.
I wrote his number down with the word 'C*nt' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer.
Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him
up and yell, " You're a C*nt!" It always cheered me up.

When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'C*nt' calling would have to
stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from BT . I'm calling to
see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"

He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said,
"That's because you're a C*nt!"

One day I was at Lakeside Shopping Centre, getting ready to pull into a parking
spot.
Some guy in a gunmetal grey Land Rover cut me off and pulled into the spot I had
patiently waited for.
I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me.
I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first C*nt ( I had his number on speed
dial,) I thought that I'd better call the Land Rover C*nt, too.
I said, "Is this the man with the gunmetal grey Land Rover for sale?"

“Yes, it is", he said. "Can you tell me where I can see it?" I asked.
"Yes, I live at 29 Alice Street, in Dartford. It's a terraced house, and the car's parked
right out in front."

"What's your name?" I asked. "My name is Steve Hansen," he said.
"When's a good time to catch you, Steve?"

I'm home most days as I'm currently unemployed."

"Listen, Steve, can I tell you something?"

"Yes?"
"Steve, you're a C*nt!" Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

Now, when I had a problem, I had two arseholes to call.

Then I came up with an idea. I called C*nt #1.

Hello." "You're a C*nt!" (But I didn't hang up.)

"Are you still there?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Stop calling me," he screamed.

"Make me," I said.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Steve Hansen."

"Yeah? Where do you live?"

"C*nt, I live at 29 Alice Street, Dartford, a terraced house, with my gunmetal grey
Land Rover parked out the front."

He said, "I'm coming over right now, Steve. And you had better start saying your
prayers."

I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, C*nt," and hung up.

Then I called C*nt #2. "Hello?" he said.

"Hello, C*nt," I said.

He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."

"You'll what?" I said.

"I'll kick your arse," he exclaimed.

I answered, "Well, C*nt, here's your chance. I'm coming over right
now."

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 29 Alice
Street, Dartford , and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 5 News about the hoodie war going down in Alice Street,
Dartford

I quickly got into my car and headed over to Alice Street.
I got there just in time to watch two C*nts beating the crap out of each other in front
of six police cars, an overhead police helicopter and a news crew.

NOW I feel much better.

Anger management really works...

				
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