Here's one....you are on your cell phone when suddenly you pick up someone else's conversation. Can you write.

Question

an amusing paragraph or 2 or more that includes these phrases?
1. God'll get you for that!
2. And I swear it sounded like MY boyfriend.
3. That's an interesting,yet bizzare, thought.
4. Did you hear that? I think someone is listening.
5. Yes I know she thinks she loves you....blah,blah,blah.
6. A little song. A little dance. A little seltzer down your pants.

This is not homework. Just a little creative fun on Yahoo.

Answer 1

New fangled gadgets. Stupid things. I swore I would never get one. What am I going on about - why blinking mobiles that's what. I did without one for years but whenever I was driving far from home or on holiday, my wife, God bless her, would insist that I take hers for emergencies. I regularly did but never switched it on. Last year, when going on my annual olive harvesting trip to Italy, she insisted on buying me one so that she could hold onto her own in case she had such an emergency.

Well, let me tell you, I still have never given the number to anyone and neither have I ever heard it ring. I put about fifty pounds credit on it on day one and apart from a happy birthday call to her ladyship from Italy, I have never used the blinking thing.

Anyway, there I was on my way to see my son down on the south coast and about four miles from his home, I came across a road divertion. Now to put you in the picture, I am the type of person who can get lost on a twenty mile straight stretch of motorway with no turnoffs so within two minutes of taking the divertion, yes, you have guessed it, I was lost in the wilds of Sussex.

So, out came the blinking phone. Luckily, the wife, in anticipation of the trip, had charged the battery. After taking several photos of the steering wheel, the windscreen and the interior of the car by mistake trying to get it started, I then managed to open the phone book gadget. Another ten minutes later, I had actually worked out how to dial the blinking thing. Needless to say, it was not my son's voice on the other end, just two girls voices. I did not redial but listened in case it was one of his many girlfriends.

Oh my God, what's that she said. She did what last night. You know, I didn't think women talked like that. Whenever I let a couple of cuss words slip, women go bananas, yet here was this one using words, some I had never heard before, every second or third word. The other girl on the line was just as bad.
I suddenly had a brilliant idea. I held the phone a few inches from my mouth and in the deepest voice I could find, I said 'God'll get you for that'. It went silent on the line for a moment then one of them said 'Who do you think that was Jodie' a voice asked 'it sounded familiar'.

So much for my impression of God's voice as I am certain neither of them had any relationship with the Man. Jodie then came out with the squeeky voice I had heard earlier 'Naw, not yours. He's not like that and anyway, I swear it sounded like my boyfriend'. 'Yeah' came back Jodie 'He won't be able to walk for a month if I catch him'. 'Yer right' Sue came back 'that's an interesting, yet bizzare, thought'.

I decided to give them the heavy breathing treatment but a thought came to me 'I wonder if you can get prosecuted for these type of calls on mobiles, like you used to on the old phones' I asked myself. I decided to lay off the breathing but the conversation was now getting riper by the minute. Jodie was now in the middle of describing her previous weekend and her adventures with two hitch-hikers. It was more blue than the summer sky in Brighton in high summer. I began to blush.

'Did you hear that?' Sue asked 'I think someone is still listening'. I knew I should switch the blinking thing off now but quite honestly, I didn't know how to really. It would have been easier to remove the battery like I do on my laptop when it freezes but on this thing it's built-in.

What on earth is she on about now. I heard Jodie in a seemingly sincere voice explaining 'Yes, I know she thinks she loves you, but she still treats you like a baby you are no longer being breast-fed by her. She may be your mother but, blah, blah, blah'.

Good God, I won't even tell you what I was thinking. I suddenly saw the little button and remembered that if you hold it in, the whole blinking thing turns off, so as my fairwell to the girls, I began to sing: 'A little song. A little dance. A little seltzer down your pants' then just to add salt to the wound 'The walls have ears girls, your boyfriends are definitely going to hear about your weekend with the hitchhikers, Byeeeee...................................'.

Answer 2

I could - but I feel I am doing someone else's homework - so I'll past.

Good Luck!!!