Ms. Tiffany X didn’t know what to expect when her phone rang on that fateful day. For our enjoyment, an exact transcript is provided.
(phone rings)
Ms. X: hello?
z0mbieP0rtSniff3r: Hello, am I speaking to Ms. X?
Ms. X: this is she
z0mbieP0rtSniff3r: Is your refrigerator running?
Ms. X: It’s on, but not literally running. Who is this?
z0mbieP0rtSniff3r: If it does, you’d better run after it!
(Click.)
Sorry, Tiffany, but no one escapes the CHAOS.