I miss the calls from the high school about my nonexistent thug of a son

[mrspleen]

(phone ringing)
ME (bleary from lack of sleep): Hello?
MALE VOICE: Girl, you need to get over here and meet my mama.
ME: What?
MALE VOICE: My mama is cookin' fine!
ME: I think you have the wrong number?
MALE VOICE: mumble mumble mumble mama!
ME: (hangs up)

I'm not sure if I just ended an obscene phone call or screwed up someone else's relationship. This, this is why I fear the phone.