Wednesday, 6 January 2010

Fuck that shit!

Fucking hell. I just had a Skype call from my mother: "Ooh, I see you're becoming too important to talk to me."

"Huh?"

"Well, you never answer your (Skype) phone."

My soul withered at that point. I suppose I should really be sitting at my computer 24x7, just in case the old cunt phones.

Shouldn't I?

Fuck's sake!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I wish you'd never been born.
Mummyxxxx

Animal Magic said...

Do as your Mum tells you. You knopw you should.

Richard said...

Get yourself a Siemens VoIP phone and one for your old mum too.

Comes preconfigured - all you need to do is plug one end into your phone socket and the other end into your broadband router.

Works like an ordinary phone. You don't need a PC. Dial a number and the other phone rings. Simples.

Best of all, the cost is 100% less than your current phone company. No call charges. No line rental. No charges for not paying by direct debit. No worries about being billed for an international call every time you order a Pizza 'cos BT's billing systems are random number generators. (Guess who I used to work for).

Raise two fingers to BT with a VoIP phone.

sixtypoundsaweekcleaner said...

i can't get my Skype to work. I downloaded it, but I've got to change permissions or something that my non-techie brain cannot handle. I did ask you for help but you blew me out. You clown f*ckwit.

Anonymous said...

Is that short for sky telephones because the old cunt keeps banging on the cupboard door and demanding food