Drunk dialing D/C.
Greatest gift ever from the comedy gods.
Listen to the audio before you read this attempt at explanation:
Near as we can figure, a guy gave her a fake number some time over the course of a steamy romantic evening. But the number was either a random creation or a number he had on a card in his pocket — which would mean he somehow knew us. Anyway, when she woke up to discover loverboy was gone, she called the number and got the voicemail, which announced itself as the offices of Duncan/Channon, which she took to be the real first and last names of lover (who no doubt gave her a phony), who she proceeds to excoriate — to delightful effect.
This one we never quite figured out. Apparently our phone called this guy when we weren’t looking.
Searching for Viva.
What at first might seem to be an alien tongue is revealed to be just that, but in English.
Well, we did cut this one short because she went on for another five minutes.
Speaking of gifts from god.