Before the newly purchased scanners had blocked frequencies, in the
early nineties, a friend of mine bought one. He would bring it around,
and all I cared to hear was telephone action. The only call I remember
was between a man and a woman. He was begging for her to take him back.
Begging. She was absolutely cool. He was a pathetic excuse for a man. I
laughed out loud. I told my buddy if I ever spout off such spineless
dribble, put me down like a defective horse. Darren
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