Getting a phone call about an assassination attempt hits a little bit different on the 1988 Spuds Mackenzie promotional telephone
My mom: So there was a shooter at the correspondents' dinner- Me: Excuse me what. What did you say. My mom, with deepest sorrow: But the president is alive and unharmed- Me: Go back did you say there was a shooter. You're on the dog. My mom: I'm on the dog???? Me: Yeah you're on the dog
No apology necessary. As a Homestuck who grew up with this dogphone in my house, I instinctively read the original chatlog in the aggrieved voice of my grandfather answering his office phone with "I better not be on the dog"
