Caller: Rumson?

I was attending to my herb garden (basil, parsley, origami you name it), when I received an incoming call on my new cellular device. I thought it might be my son calling to say he's got the 500 pounds he owes me (the little twat) but no, it was some woman called Rumson or something. She told me to lay face down on the ground for 10 minutes while she went through all my bins. I just did what she said because I figured she'd take the bins out when she was done but after the 10 minutes I went back inside and all she had done was opened my jars of salt and poured them into the sink. For Christ sake I don't need that kind of fandango while I'm in the middle of gardening. Do not call again.

Caller: I don't know

Well you know what? Sunday morning, a time for cooking pancakes and kicking back with my boys and a few beers but then I got a call on my Home Phone. I picked up and someone said "Eating pancakes?", "Yes, how did you know?" I replied. Then the voice on the other end said "How bout you wash those pancakes down with a filthy ashtray". WHat the HECK! I thought, then I noticed that all my boys were frozen in place as if time had stopped and their eyes began to glow red. :( I said "uhh boys?" and they all looked at me with those horrid beady eyes and chanted "FILTHY ASHTRAY" as if in a trance. Then suddenly everything was back to normal and they acted like nothing ever happened. Please don't call me again or mess with my boys.

Caller: Runson

I was cooking my wonderful children dinner over the hot stove when my garage phone rang. I went to answer it and I heard an odd voice calling out letters. The letters spelt out "R U N S O N C H U G G A H U N G A". Now I'm not so sure what that means because I'm a bit old but as soon as she said the last letter I heard an incredible rumbling coming from the den. I ran into the den to check on my kids and a lizard crawled out of little Timmy's mouth. I don't know who or what you are but don't call again lady. I am a war veteran and I have a degree in dismemberment.

Caller: Chuggahunga

I was wiping the dishes when my home phone rang. I thought it was going to be my daughter's school ringing to tell me that young margeret has won yet another prestigious award but no, all I heard was "chuggahunga" in an unsettling otherworldly voice. I suddenly became lightheaded and I was overcome by more strong conflicting smells than a yankee candle store. I dropped the phone and struggled to get ahold of myself. This lasted for about 5 minutes then was gone as instantaneously as it arrived. Do not call me again.

Caller: Chuggahunga

Some Chuggahunga woman called me and told me to take all of the knives and forks out of my kitchen drawer just in case "something terrible were to happen tonight". When I looked in my kitchen drawer all my knives and forks were missing. I have turned my estate upside down and haven't been able to find them, thanks a lot miss Chuggahunga.

Caller: Runson Chuggahunga

I got a call from this number and the rude woman identified herself as Runson Chuggahunga. She told me I should be watching my kids rather than answering phone calls and then hung up. When I went into my kid's (Jimmy and Charlie) bedroom the name "CHUGGAHUNGA" was written in their bathroom mirror using charcoal or ash.