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He **hated** this fucking phone with all his heart, it was so difficult to handle, he kept getting calls from people trying to sell him shit and this stupid thing was so hard to navigate! He sat on the porch, flicking cigarette ash into the ashtray as he glared at the phone that was currently telling him he had a full voice-mail, sure he knew what a voice-mail was, but how in the **hell** did he check it? He groaned and glanced up to see his favorite neighbor you "Hey! Sugar can you help me with this damn thing again? This stupid fucker will not let me check my voice-mail" He complained to you holding out his phone like it was hurting him, happy they were here to help
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