Disclaimer: It's true I don't own a Mercedes, a yacht, or Phil of the Future. Guess which one hurts the most.
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Yes, I'm trying to get a hold of a Miss Deborah Berwick. this is Mr. Yamaguro of Mr. Yamaguro's Shoe Repair. How did the new key work? Good? Normally, I don't call about a single key; I'm actually phoning you about the other order you made. Are you absolutely, positively certain you wish these heels to be lowered on all these shoes, Miss Berwick? It's not that I don't appreciate your coming all the way down to Little Tokyo, be cause I do. I appreciate your patronage and the delicious looking platter of cupcakes -- why does one have "FLOSS ONLY 1s U WANT 2 KEEP" iced on it? It's these shoes, Miss Berwick. Once I begin making the cuts in their heels -- what this? More writing. "PROPERTY OF PIM DIFFY." There are smudges ... "something, something, something" ... then I can barely make out the last two words: "OR ELSE!" What do you think that means? Was that your own house key? I don't want to know. Are these actually your shoes, Miss Berwick? I know your Nana Berwick is one of my best customers, but now that I study the remaining shoes -- Wat is dit? -- ¡AY, CARAMBA! I now know what "something, something, something" means. Come immediately and return these shoes to their rightful owner before we both regret it. Please, Miss Berwick! This Pim Diffy has something flowing through her veins and it definitely isn't pink frosting from your cupcakes.
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