A scenario:
I'm on my morning walk. The air is crisp, and the fallen leaves are gathering in the rain gutters.
I stop, look up at the sky. The clouds are white and puffy, drifting slowly through endless blue, as squirrels chase tails on telephone poles and doves sing to themselves bluesy tunes.
Something pats my foot. I look down and its a 9"x11" piece of paper, kind of dirty, crisp like the autumn air.
I read it and laugh. Jeez man. I didnt think the economy was that bad. If I lost my beat phone, I'd use it as an excuse to upgrade. Dont go back to beat phones. Dont have the beaten phone syndrome. It's not worth it, and therapy ain't cheap without insurance.
I turned it over, noticing that it was not just any piece of paper. And there he was.
If you are looking to get your phone back, whoever you are, smart move with the Willie Nelson photo. Someone like myself would read this and know for sure that you are all right. If Willie Nelson lost his phone, he'd sing a country song about it, and gain the sympathies of fans who also long for their lost and/or beaten phones, who would in turn be more willing to help him find it. Excellent strategy! Which brings me to a question we as Americans might never have an answer to...
Why are most country songs about lost stuff?
Phone Beater: I can help you. I have a semi-beat phone from about a year ago. The "7" key doesnt work, if that suits your definition of "beat" then we can arrange something... I'm asking $12.50 (obo) for the phone... but you'll probably never read this. In fact, I dont know if anyone reads this. And again, I digress...
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