Is Mike Hunt There?

Following my phone call to the Trinity Broadcasting Network’s Praise-a-Thon, Schmoop decided to call last night. She told the lady on the phone that she wanted to talk to the lovely and godly Jan Crouch. The lady said that Jan was not available. Schmoop said that she had the show on and could see Jan standing there. Alas, the lady told Schmoop that what she was watching was a re-run and that Jan was taking care of her husband Paul who is very sick. Before hanging up, Schmoop said to the lady, “Why don’t you just have Benny Hinn stop by and heal him?” Ah, 41 and I still enjoy a good prank call.

This kinda made me think. It seems that kids today have so much “stuff”. I mean, my son alone has several video game systems, videos, DVDs, yadda, yadda, and more yadda. I think today’s kids are really missing out on certain things. One of which is of course, the prank phone call.

With Caller ID, and call back stuff on every phone these days, you really can’t make one and get away with it. Gone are the days when one would hear, “Do you have Prince Albert in can?” or “Is your refrigerator running?”…Sad. A friend of mine was very rude. He would call a house at three in the morning and before hanging up he would utter these two words, “He’s Dead.” Ouch, that’s painful.

Hell I made a good one some 13 or 14 years ago. One of my brothers and his then wife went to Cincinnati for the weekend. Prior to checking out of their hotel room Sunday morning, I called them. Posing as the desk clerk, I told my brother that his credit card had been rejected. He went from being very worried to very pissed when he found out it was me. Ah, that was a classic. I still laugh about it.

I still enjoy screwing with window and siding salespeople. The last good one was a window store. Some lady called and asked me if I would be interested in getting a window estimate. I said, “sure”. She told me that a salesman would be out Thursday evening. Well, that Thursday, I got a call from her and she said that the salesman had been up and down my street and couldn’t find my house. I said that I didn’t have a house I live in an apartment. She said that they cant do my apartment. To which I responded, “I know…hahahahaha”, click. Good times, Good times…

Prank phone calls, ringing doorbells, and toilet papering houses, truly an art that has been lost on this generation. I will give my 12 year old son credit. He has toilet papered a house and he was very amused with himself. He said the best thing was that it was his grandma’s house…Good Job, my son…good job. Cheers...

For Paul Crouch, A message of hope and inspiration from Benny Hinn…

“My mom has diabetes, my daddy died with cancer. That's life.”

--Benny Hinn