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Might As Well Be Idiots Together
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    Time 16m
Ongoing, First published Apr 05, 2016
"What do you want?"
"Hey, uh... Damn it! I got nothing, oh shut up Benji. "

"Do I know you? Hah, who am I kidding, I don't care. Either way I'm not going to listen to you. Just a future warning."
"..."
"Nothing to say, huh? Weirdo. I'm guessing you have no idea who I am. You a prank caller?
"Uh... No, of course not. Heh. Heh. Ummm...You're fridge is running, better catch it!"
"Great liar, I applaud you. And for your information, my fridge is not running in any sense or form. It recently broke and my ice cream is melting all over my damn floor. Wanna help clean it up?"
"I'm good. Anyway, I'm gonna go now..."
"WAIITTT. Let me save your number. No reason. Hehe, I lied. There is a reason."

"What? What's the reason?"

"Guess you'll just have to find out, huh?"

"Umm...

Hello?

Hello?

Oh. Okay."

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.


CALL DISCONNECTED. 



Two people. Two idiots rather. After one prank calls the other, a chain of weekly phone calls becomes a tradition between the two. In each call, they argue and bicker, but with every call they begin to trust one another more and more.
How can a phone call, or an argument bring two totally separate people together?
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