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| Ring! Ring! *Click* "Hello, you've reached the answering machine of Carl Peterson. I'm either on the phone or away from my desk, so please leave a message after the tone"....*BEEP* | |
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| That's weird, somebody must be trying to call! | |
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| Hello Carl. This is player agent Hadley Engelhard. I'm calling about my client Ryan Sims, you there? C'mon man, I really gotta talk to you. Pick up the phone DUDE! | |
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| Damn it Carl, I know you're there! Pick up this phone you arrogant prick or I'll sick the NFLPA on your ass! | |
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| OUCH! BAD DOG! LET GO OF MY HAND YOU LITTLE MUTT I'LL HAVE YOU KILLED! | |
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