Sorry, wrong number.
This morning when I woke up, I actually remembered to charge my phone before it died on me. So I went to plug it in. Huh. Message from last night. Who's number is that? It's local, but I didn't recognize it. I opened it and found something rather interesting. So I texted back, "Impressive. Who is this?" I never got an answer, so later I decided to call the number. The man was deeply apologetic. He'd meant to send it to his wife and save her a trip outside to check it for herself; she does the vet stuff. He has a new phone and he didn't yet know how to pull up her number, so he dialed from memory. He reversed two digits and got me. I laughed (and laughed and laughed, with tears streaming down my face) and told him I wasn't offended. Scroll down to see what I saw at 5:30 this morning:
Keep going. Trust me....
I'VE BEEN SEXTED!!!!!!!!!
(Anthony Weiner's got nuthin' on this dude!)