VAmL2009

Jake:
[Filtered on Answering Machine] Hi, you've reached Jake and Mittens.

Joe:
JAKE! You fat retarded f***. What the f*** was that? Mittens? Who the hell calls their cat Mittens? That's like calling your dog Rover or your cock Dick. Think of creative names like Roast beef, Grimace or Cum Dumpster. [pause] Anyway, we have a job for you. It's pretty easy and the pay is excellent. Go to Independence Park, second bench. A package will be taped under there with half the cash up front and all the details. Obviously you're not home so I'll try your cell phone. And change your f***ing mess- [Beep]

Jake:
[Whispered] Why you'd have to bite daddy Mittens?