I'm really not practicing to be rapper for those who have called our house. Jeromy and I are kind of having answering machine wars. It all started with his lovely message during the hunting season. Forgive me if I'm typing this twice, I'm too lazy to look back and check to see if I already mentioned it.
Jeromy's message was :
Sorry we can't make it to the phone right now, we're probably out in the woods killing something or...
You hear me in the background saying no thinking he was just messing around with me when he was telling me he's going to change the message, I didn't know he was actually recording. So then he says,
What do you mean no no? We are, or we're running with the kids to a school function or another. Anyway, leave a message at the beep and we'll get back to you.
We got quite a bit of feedback on that. After hunting season was over, for the most part. We thought it was time to change the message. I just threw on the old simple one with our number and said we'll get back to you.
Jeromy called home later that day and left a message saying how ridiculous it was that we erased his superb message to throw on that. And I should've at least tried to put something on the with some Christmas spirit or something.
I called him back and got his voice mail. I told him I got his message, so bring it on!
My message in a rap form:
HO HO HO...And some holiday cheer! Thought you could reach us, well we're not here! Hear the phone go BEEEEEEEP! You know what to do, leave us a message, and we'll get back to you!
My mom said I rock. My friends call me M.C.KIM. but you know, I'll save that talent for when I'm old and gray, I'll be like 'Lil Gramz. It could happen.
The kids liked it so much, they'd play it over and over again. Until Charly hit the erase button by accident and then got mad because we wouldn't play it for her. So, I did it again but not the same as that first one.
I guess when you call us, you never know what you're going to get.