one called about 20 mins ago and i yelled at him in a scottish accent. i was screaming "if ye ever call this number again ill pull up yer kilt and shove me bagpipe up yer arse" he hung up
i think the MJ on was funny as shit too.in a high pitched effeminate voice "hello? oh no you have the wrong number, this is michael jacksons house"
ill do my crocodile hunter impersonation next "crikey you bloomin bastards need ta stop callin all the time." or "aaaaa i cant talk, ive been stabbed in the heart by the barb of a sting ray! pull it out mate! pull it out"
