You drunk dial a handful of those numbers you got. You have little sketches of they're tits and ass shapes and sizes beside each number for reference. You get a angry boy friend threatening to come over and kick your ass. You laugh at him and say if he does some how find you he will die. He hangs up. You get a couple voice mails but you don't leave a message. The third call is another voice mail and you leave the sound of you pee'ing as a message. Whatever, you drink the rest of the bottle pet your penis til it spits and you go to bed.