Cell Phones

One time when I got my first cell phone, I asked this guy for his cell number so I could call him and I winked at him- I read that if you wink at someone, it hypnotizes them into anything. And it WORKED! His number was 123-4567. I can still call him today and and voicebox keeps saying everytime, "We're sorry you were dumb enough to fall for the 'fake number' trick and we wish you would stop calling this number." Aww, he was so sweet that he left a message just for me! Anyway, cell phones are awesome. When I came from who-knows-where to Earth, cell phones amazed me. They can go on the Internet, manage all your phone numbers, and TEXT PEOPLE! You can never talk to me without me texting someone. It's addicting, I know! And don't even get me started on ringtones! Oh, well. Hey! I got a text message! It's from the dude who gave me his phone number! Look what it says:

Dear Choco,
Quit calling me! The number WAS A JOKE! Okay?! SO QUIT!
-____________

Aww, what a cute nickname! And he probally told me to stop calling him because he got a new cell phone yesterday. And he misspelled fake, not joke. I wonder what kind of phone he has. I'll text him back now. I'll talk to you guys tommorow. I'm going to text him and "hit the sack" like you Earthlings say. Earth language is so strange...

Peace, Love, and PHONE BILLS!
-Chachi