Have you ever flipped through those phone ads in papers
and magazines? Yesterday I was so bored, I actually did. Did you know there
are seven psychics called 'Rhonda'? Or that, if you so desire, you
can get 'The Final Countdown' by Europe as a mobile phone ring tone? (Dododoooo
doooo, de da de dooo dooo.... the final countdown! Sorry.)
But a few of these cross the line from lame into ludicrous.
Let's take a look, shall we?
And yet they couldn't construct a complete, cognitive
sentence.
As opposed to regular psychics, these are- dum da da dum!
SUPER PSYCHICS! Can they bend steel and leap tall buildings too?
Look at the picture on the left. Look hard at the 'woman'
in the picture. Am I the only one who thinks this 'woman' looks like a
man in drag? I mean, the guy on the right looks pretty 'fruity' too, if
you know what I mean. Yet it makes to reference to being a gay chat line.
I think a lot of straight women have been confused and disappointed by
this one.
These psychics claim "We have the inherited power and
aquired gifts of the inner sanctum". I'm not completely sure what the
'inner sanctum' is, but I think it's the bile duct between the pancreas
and the liver.
What good is this? They may be able to see the future, but
they have no mouths to tell you about it! (Okay, so I'm really reaching
with this one, but hey! This is my site, I'll do what I like. Nyah.)
There were, however, two ads that really caught my attention.
and 
From my general experiences of both parties and pubs,
I'm guessing that calling either of these lines would go a little something
like this...
Ring, ring.... ring ring....
"Eeelo?"
"Hello? Is this the party chat..."
"Eeeeeey baaaaaabeeey! Owsit goin?"
"Uh, fine..."
(shouting into the distance) "Gofrit Macca! Yeah!"
(back into phone) "Macca's pissin inta a stubby from 10 fucken metres
away! S' the best shot ever... he reckons he's gonna get some chick to
drink it when't cools down... oh, you want a drink, luv?"
"No... thanks..."
"Yaknow, you sound like a top root, babe. You wanna
go to the back a me Torana with me?"
"Jerk!"
Click beep beep beep beep...
At least you wouldn't run up a massive phone bill.
But then, maybe I've been going to the wrong parties.
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