Me : What? telemarketer : Hello! We represent a group of carpet cleaners! Me: Really? Telemarketer : Yes! We can clean anything! Dirt, mud, red wine, blood- Me: What was that last one? Telemarketer: Blood Me : Ooh Ohh good, Listen, there was a fight between my dad and me, and things went real bad, and i was just in juvinille hall i was relaesd on parole. Telemaketer: So whats the problem? Me: Well theirs a lot of blood and i need to get t cleaned up before the cops get here. See i accdentally killed him an its really starting to stain. telemarketer: What?!?!?!?!!?!?!??!!? Me: Yeah i dont want to go back to jail. Telemarketer: We'll send someone. *Click* The next day the cleaners closed down.