Room Service

I found this email that I had printed out on 27th May 98. Yeah I was to do some spring cleaning in my room due to some unforseen circumstances.

Anyways, I thot I type it out. Here it is.. :) ( funnie)

Room Service (RS): Morny. Rune-sore-bees
Hotel Guest (HG) : Oh, sorry. I thought I dialed Room Service
RS : Rye, run-sore-bees. Morny. Djewish to odor sunteen?
HG : Uh ... yes. I'd like some bacon and eggs
RS : Ow July then?
HG : What?
RS : Aches. Ow July then? Pry, boy, pooch....?
HG : Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry. Scrambled please.
RS : Ow July three baycome? Crease?
HG : Crsip will be fine.
RS : Okay. An Santos?
HG : What?
RS : Santos. July Santos?
HG : Ugh. I don't know... I don't think so.
RS : No. Judo one toes?
HG : Look, I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what "judo one toes"
means. I'm sorry
RS: : Toes! Toes! Why djew Don Juan toes? ow bow english mopping we bother?
HG : English muffin! I've got it! You were saying toast! Fine. And English muffin
will be fine
RS : We bother?
HG : No. Just put the bother on the side.
RS : Wad?
HG : I'm sorry. I meant butter. Butter on the side.
RS : Copy?
HG : I feel terrible about this but .....
RS : Copy. Copy, tea, mill ....
HG : coffee! Yes, coffee please. And that's all.
RS : One Minnie. Ass run torino fee, strangle aches, crease baycome,
tossy cenglish mopping we bother honey sigh, and copy, Rye?
HG : Whatever you say.
RS : Okay. Tendjewberrymud.
HG : You're welcome.


HEHEHEE.... i would have given up already.