An On-Line Journal
by Paul Buceta



2004 10 16 - Dirty Talk With Liz

So today I'm on the phone with Liz who's downtown running some errands.

We're not really discussing anything important just blabbering like a couple of schoolgirls.

Anyhow, about five minutes into our conversation I hear some woman in the background yell, "YEEEEEEEWWWW"
Followed by the sound of a toilet flush.

Paul Buceta - WTF?

What the hell did I just hear?

"Liz, where are you?"
"I'm uhhh, you see... I, ummmm, well...."
"Oh my God! We talked while you were on the crapper!"

From this point on I could not contain my laughter at the situation, specifically her embarasment.
I don't know if she's mad at me right now because she hung up and that's the last I've heard from her.

Perhaps Liz should open her very own dirty-talk line.
1.976.CRAPPER.TALK

you can read her account here.