After
repeatedly seeing the Verizon commercials about "V-Cast" where you
can download the "hottest" music to your phone and listen like it's
an mp3 player, I have this to say.
If
there is actually a beefed-up meathead jagoff who actually "gets PUMPED"
to a Fall Out Boy song, then that phone call he receives is not from "his
lady". It's from his beard, because that guy is a self-loathing
homosexual. A big sweaty muscular gay.