A Testament to My Gullibility: SoaP Style

This morning I received a phone call from none other than Samuel L. Jackson, inviting me to go see his cult-hit movie, Snakes on a Plane. Here is the conversation:

Samuel L. Jackson: "NPW! This is Samuel L. Jackson."
NPW: "Oh... yes?"
SLJ: "You need to get in that piece of junk car of yours and come see some snakes on a plane."
NPW: "Oh. Uh huh..."
SLJ: "You know you want to bring that boy of yours, Chris, and come see this movie."
NPW: Finally realizing it's a recording, laughter ensues.

For real though, it took me that long to realize Samuel L. Jackson was not calling my cell phone? I think these lazy Rochester days are making me dumber. Either that or I might want to consider starting my drinking after 10 a.m.