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(My auntie is an author and often gets phone calls from publishers about her work. I’m staying with her for a week. They have a dog, who has just had a rather large poop in the back garden, getting a lot of it into her fur under her tail. My auntie has taken the dog upstairs to clean her up when the phone rings.)
Uncle: “Hello? Hold on one second ,please…”
(He goes to speak to my auntie. I don’t hear what she says, but I see my uncle pick up the phone again.)
Uncle: “Hi, yeah, could you call back in half an hour? She’s a bit busy ’cause our dog exploded… Okay, thanks.” *hangs up*