Someone sees the log legged for the falldown. Insert the question.
I told my wife to go back to bed when the phone in the living room got ringing. So she did. And I put the boned feet on the wood floor then the tile and turned on the light. The phones still ringing and i miss before I can grab hold of it.
“I’m about to fuck shit up.” The voice says on the other end. They hang up.
And of course, this can’t be a good thing.