"Bobby Richmond" called and said I had won the Publishers clearing house and then told me his rep number and my winning number and check number and whatever. He asked how far the nearest Wal-Mart was from me because I would need to drive there to get a winning receipt to give to the delivery people when they got to my house. Then he asked me if I was dressed or if I was getting dressed. He then said he would stay on the phone while I got dressed and went to my car. When I said I was in my car (I wasn't) he asked me to honk the horn to prove it. I said no because that was obnoxious because I was in a neighborhood. He then said that I would have to pay 1% taxes because some bullshit excuse allowed me to keep the rest of the money and I would have to pay the taxes first at the nearest Wal-Mart in exchange for a "winning receipt". It would have been 349 (even though that isn't 1% of 4.9 million) for the receipt so he asked how much money I had right then and I said I had absolutely 0 money and he said he could sponsor me if I could get any money from the nearest ATM. I said I still didn't trust him and asked him to verify my address to which he said "Oh don't worry, we know you live in Oklahoma darling" (Which I don't) So I told him I didn't. He got a little panicky and I asked him if he even knew my name to which he said "I could just f**k you". And I said "What!?" And he said "I could just f**k you. I could shove my d**k in your chode and f**k you. Can you deepthroat a big chode? Huh? Can You? Can you..." at which point I hung up.
Bobby Richmond Reviews
"Bobby Richmond" called and said I had won the Publishers clearing house and then told me his rep number and my winning number and check number and whatever. He asked how far the nearest Wal-Mart was from me because I would need to drive there to get a winning receipt to give to the delivery people when they got to my house. Then he asked me if I was dressed or if I was getting dressed. He then said he would stay on the phone while I got dressed and went to my car. When I said I was in my car (I wasn't) he asked me to honk the horn to prove it. I said no because that was obnoxious because I was in a neighborhood. He then said that I would have to pay 1% taxes because some bullshit excuse allowed me to keep the rest of the money and I would have to pay the taxes first at the nearest Wal-Mart in exchange for a "winning receipt". It would have been 349 (even though that isn't 1% of 4.9 million) for the receipt so he asked how much money I had right then and I said I had absolutely 0 money and he said he could sponsor me if I could get any money from the nearest ATM. I said I still didn't trust him and asked him to verify my address to which he said "Oh don't worry, we know you live in Oklahoma darling" (Which I don't) So I told him I didn't. He got a little panicky and I asked him if he even knew my name to which he said "I could just f**k you". And I said "What!?" And he said "I could just f**k you. I could shove my d**k in your chode and f**k you. Can you deepthroat a big chode? Huh? Can You? Can you..." at which point I hung up.