I now inaugurate a new series featuring answering messages from my college years. When I bought my first answering machine around 1982 you would have thought I had scored a Tonight Show date. At least, that is how I treated it. In retrospect, I feel for all of the unfortunate ones who had to suffer through these 30-second comedy routines just to leave a message for me or my room mates.
I call this one, The Laundry Burglar.