When I lived in my mother's basement, she yelled downstairs that someone called 911 from my phone. The cop was upstairs with her. I didn't dial it and my GF said that she didn't, either. Well, we had been drinking and my mom was yelling at me. I returned fire. The cop must have been amused. A few hours later, my GF admitted that she made a mistake attempting to call 411.
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