“JudyGinaQuatch And Orange Music On Apples”

“Why don’t you just change your number? It’s a lot easier that way.”

“I like this phone. It’s good luck.”

“Good luck? Sure. No such thing.”

“Remember when I flipped the ATV?”

“You mean, when you flew over a mud hill and landed in the middle of a boar’s nest?”

“How was I supposed to know boars lived there? But they weren’t there; you wanna know why?”

“Why, Sam?”

“My phone — that’s why. I called on Judy, and she sent our location to the law, and they came and got us outta there; them and the park rangers. Besides, it’s got pics of Sas on here.”

“Who in the hell is Judy, Sam?”

“My phone assistant.”

“That ain’t her name.”

“Why ain’t it?”

“Because, it’s Susan.”

“No, it’s not Susan. It’s Judy.”

“Gina then, maybe.”

“Judy.”

“Yes, Sam the Magnificent?”

“Nawl, puddin’; not right now.”

“Open your calendar?”

“Say, what kind of phone is that? Is…Judy…trying to sex you up?”