A God Free Funny Farm

  1. Vanessa says:

    >So funny! I did stuff like that, too, and I still remember the guy’s name who we used to prank call. We were bad.(Did you know some of your story is printed twice in this post? I read it anyway!)

  2. gretchenhr says:

    >Cool story. I’ll have to remember “The Farm” for my kids. First, I’ll look it up in the phone book, if no farm, substitute with another threatening establishment.

  3. Meredith says:

    >Congratulations on your new column. It made me long for the States. Made me wonder where we’d choose to live for those very same reasons. Yes, the cool. It is gone.

  4. Natsthename says:

    >I’m God Free Funk and I’d appreciate it if you’d just let it go, honey. Just let it ..go. 😉

  5. Marcia says:

    >You crack me up. Continuously.

  6. >I have been known to call Santa on the phone once or twice. My oldest didn’t believe me. She asked to speak with him. I need to get something where my kids don’t call my bluff until they are 16.

  7. Ashley says:

    >Some of the things that come out of my mouth that my mother used to say horrify me. I swore I would never, ever use the same techniques she used on my sibs and I on my own sweet kids. Never say never! Have you ever told your Mom this story?

  8. Marie says:

    >I LIKE The Farm! I’m going to have to remember that. I can see how you got to be so clever…

  9. ang says:

    >That darn caller ID! I say go for it and call mr Funk. If you do get arrested I know you would have some awesome stories to blog about! 🙂

  10. >This took me waaaaaaay back to my childhood. The days prank calls were made before caller ID. I vividly remember reading through the phone book with my brother for odd names. Thanks for the flashback!

  11. >So just what exactly was the Funny Farm that was in your phone book anyway?

  12. T. says:

    >Too funny. Boy did this post bring back some silly memories of my brother and I harassing innocent victims in the phone book!Thanks cuz I needed the giggles!

  13. Minerva says:

    >I got the wrong number once and went out with the guy that evening… He came round to pick me up and ended up being closer to my mother’s age and he liked her hugely…So very funny….Minerva

  14. cmhl says:

    >look at your picture!!! gorgeous!!!

  15. Garnigal says:

    >I grew up on a farm. If we were threatened with working on the farm, believe me we took it seriously.Do you know how long it takes to get the smell of pig poop off your hands?

  16. melnel says:

    >Pointed over here by Don’t Try This At Home.I really like this post. You are a very talented writer! I will be definitely be back…

  17. Farm Girl says:

    >cmhl was right, you are adorable. Stop looking so darn perky, you are making the rest of us look bad. Good luck on your new gig!

  18. >Love the picture! I also love the post. Wow did that bring back memories. Not the Farm but the prank phone calls. I’m sooo guilty.FYI, my URL changed when I dumped Blogger for WordPress. Fire on the Poop Deck is now at: http://www.wendyboucher.com/blog and I’m having a little housewarming party. Stop on by!

  19. Lisa says:

    >How funny!With a last name Funk, his parents couldn’t pick a good name – nothing goes with Funk!

  20. Jozet says:

    >ROFL!!!!!God! Free! Funk! LOL!!!!!!Well, I think that we moms should all pool our money and make sure that there is always at least one entry in every phone book for “Funny Farm”.Who’s in?

  21. Holly says:

    >my mother terrorized my brother with the gypsies. if he didn’t behave she would sell him to the gypsies.it had a little more impact because we were living in germany and actually saw gypsies, in caravans, and their unusual attired and habits made them a bit scary for my preschool brother.he totally toed the linei thought they were too damn cool to be believed and if she wanted me to go i’d tell her to pack my bags and be on my way. because… they had horses for god’s sake!

  22. Erin says:

    >Too funny! I was always too scared to do anything like that!

  23. Mooselet says:

    >We, too, were threatened with sale to gypsies. Since there are few gypsies roaming around the Boston area, our imaginations ran a little wild and we generally behaved.I once sent a Christmas card to a random name I chose from the phone book. I only had one card left and it seemed a shame to waste it.

  24. Pickalish says:

    >I had a friend in high school, who thought it was simply hilarious to call people in the middle of the night. When their ‘wives’ answered, she’d aske for Mikey, or Joey, or whoever the guys name was. Oh, I’m sure she screwed up alot of happy homes in her freshman year, and yes, she’s still a bitch.

  25. Anna says:

    >Oh no, this reminds me of my misspent youth making prank calls back in New Zealand. I once called a guy, and with a (probably very poor) Eastern European accent told him that I was an exchange student, I was at Auckland Airport all alone, and my host family hadn’t come to pick me up. And this was the phone number i had written down. Was he not my host dad?? It was all very hilarious until he mentioned that he was in the Rotary Association, and so maybe somebody had given his number out by mistake, and he would drive out and pick me up. Oh dear, poor guy. I hung up and felt somewhat ashamed! Actually, looking back, maybe he was just a big old perv keen to get some young Slavic teen back to his house…? I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt though.

  26. Anna says:

    >oh, and re: selling kids to the gypsies – here in Scotland the traditional threat is that you’ll sell them to the gypsies for a packet of pegs. Very specific for some reason!

  27. R. Robyn says:

    >My parents always had a way of finding out whatever it was that we did wrong, and that included using the phone. My sister and her friends did some “prank calling” and never heard the end of it. Phones are not toys!

  28. Anne Glamore says:

    >Heh! Laughing, and I should be dying my roots!

  29. Lisa says:

    >Hahahahaha! Good old God! Free! Funk!Old friends of mine used to call a guy named Peter Panek. Don’t ask me why that sounded so funny, but it did.

  30. >I can’t believe there was actually a funny farm in the phone book. That is all just way too funny.My mom said she was goign to run away to Timbuktu (sp?) – i had no idea whre it was – but it sounded far away.

  31. >Oh yeah- It turned out The Funny Farm was a farm-themed gift shop. Haw.

  32. hautemama says:

    >Just found your blog..halarious!

  33. >Whenever my cousins misbehaved, my aunt would threaten that she would put them in the garbage can and sell them to the indians. Why would the indians want children that smelled like garbage? And did she mean the native american or indian-indian variety? It’s all a mystery.

  34. […] myself) is cold mush. The Farm helped keep my brother and me in line when we were growing up, particularly once we’d looked it up in the phonebook and called it to make sure it was still o… And while I hadn’t spoken of The Farm that often to my own children, clearly the little […]

  35. […] it and I’m calling The Farm,” I say desperately. It’s been a long day already and I’m nearing the bottom of my […]

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