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	<title>Comments on: The Enterprising Salesman</title>
	<link>http://www.minorscale.net/2005/07/29/the-enterprising-salesman/</link>
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	<pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2012 07:53:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Manoj</title>
		<link>http://www.minorscale.net/2005/07/29/the-enterprising-salesman/#comment-283</link>
		<dc:creator>Manoj</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2005 13:17:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>heh-heh I would love to hear a transcript of that phone call. 
As &lt;em&gt;parama vettis&lt;/em&gt; during Xth standard holidays, my friend &#038; I did a lot of this random call thing. My specialty was to talk like a 4 yr old kid going, "Uncle, Uncle,chocolate vaenum". This would soon turn into a session of persuasion where "Uncle" would try to convince the 4 yr old to hang up or give the phone to Daddy or Mommy. Or sometimes even offer to buy me a chocolate if I were a "good boy" and hung up! Sometimes I would hit the jackpot and some girl would pick up and keep saying "cho chweet" as she told her friends about the kid on the phone. I would even sing her 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' if I thought she was super nice. And then of course, sign off in a normal voice.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>heh-heh I would love to hear a transcript of that phone call.<br />
As <em>parama vettis</em> during Xth standard holidays, my friend &#038; I did a lot of this random call thing. My specialty was to talk like a 4 yr old kid going, &#8220;Uncle, Uncle,chocolate vaenum&#8221;. This would soon turn into a session of persuasion where &#8220;Uncle&#8221; would try to convince the 4 yr old to hang up or give the phone to Daddy or Mommy. Or sometimes even offer to buy me a chocolate if I were a &#8220;good boy&#8221; and hung up! Sometimes I would hit the jackpot and some girl would pick up and keep saying &#8220;cho chweet&#8221; as she told her friends about the kid on the phone. I would even sing her &#8216;Twinkle Twinkle Little Star&#8217; if I thought she was super nice. And then of course, sign off in a normal voice.</p>
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		<title>By: Anand</title>
		<link>http://www.minorscale.net/2005/07/29/the-enterprising-salesman/#comment-282</link>
		<dc:creator>Anand</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Aug 2005 05:34:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Phone pranks are fun.

Like the time we called the Dr.Amarnath of 'Doctor' biscuits fame, pretending to be from the Indian Express, and asked for an Interview.

At 2.30 a.m. ;), piss drunk as always. Unforgettable.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Phone pranks are fun.</p>
<p>Like the time we called the Dr.Amarnath of &#8216;Doctor&#8217; biscuits fame, pretending to be from the Indian Express, and asked for an Interview.</p>
<p>At 2.30 a.m. ;), piss drunk as always. Unforgettable.</p>
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