I have a friend, his wife, and another friend (David) that I keep on their own special group message list in my phone. This list is for one thing and one thing only. About once a week I will send my friend David (the single friend) repeated texts. Ridiculously over the top and extremely stupid repeated texts usually in fantasy story first person format about me taking a poo.
For example, today I was the pilot of a 747 with my other friend on the group message (the one with the wife) being my co-pilot and my single friend being "Tower David". I needed Tower David to give me clearance to land. As you can imagine, every single thing was some vague reference to taking a poo. Needless to say, our cargo was chili peppers. (This is the theme of these. Usually they include some random picture of a restroom stall somewhere or a sink or something to prove we are in a restroom. I was once an astronaut. Another time The Kraken was involved. You get the picture.)
He hates responding to these. So, the game is to text him repeatedly....sometimes it takes hours...once it took two days of texting him about every 30 minutes to get him to respond. Once he finally breaks down and responds, the game is over.
Right now....I am on hour two.
I wish this wasn't how I spent my down time at the office, but, there it is....the truth.
(This same group of friends, including my buddy's wife, will also send each other random pictures of public restrooms for no reason at all....most of the time with funny captions or references to the scenery. One of my friends has a restroom in his office with a phone on the wall....none of us know what "The Shit Phone" is for. Much speculation.)
Anyone wishing to be my friend outside of Armageddon, fair warning, this is the kind of thing you would be part of.
