When I was young, five or so, my brothers and his friends liked to make prank phone calls. Being the younger brother, I always wanted to be a part of the fun, but was rarely allowed. On one occasion, after an hour or so of begging, they relinquished, and let me make a prank call with them. They dialed a number, handed my a copy of hustler or some porno mag like it, and told me to read. I was five. I had just learned to read, and had very little experience with such high class magazines as Huslter. I started to read, "I want to comb in you hair." The woman on the other end started to laugh hysterically, and so did my brother and his friends.

For weeks afterwards I would get phone calls, "Mark, I want to comb in your hair!"