David visited me last weekend. We were bored and wanted to prank call someone. We thought we found Obama's phone number but it turned out to be the phone number of the Party for Socialism and Liberation in San Francisco. We called my stepbrother instead. We got my mom to tell us what he was wearing, where he was coming from and what he was doing: luckily for us he had just exited the bathroom.
Enjoy my hacking cough at the end. Somehow I am always sick.