Long before Derek Jeter dressed in pinstripes, there was another New York dynasty: Seinfeld. You may remember it as the show that was 100 times funnier than Friends.
Seinfeld hit its peak right around my senior year in college, in spring 1994, when it aired at 9 p.m. on Thursdays. My four suite-mates and I liked to call this time Get Fucked Up at Home Before Heading Out to the Bars Hour. Needless to say, I didn't spend a lot of time studying for Friday classes, like Skiing.
Seinfeld is like pizza everyone loves it. In fact, I've met maybe three people in my life who didn't think the show was funny. Of course, I never have, and never will, hang out with said people.
For the other 99.999% of people who are Seinfeld fans, I give you a new cell phone message: audio of George Costanza's "Believe it or Not" answering machine message.
For those unfamiliar, here's the transcript:
Believe it or not, George isn't at home.
Please leave a message at the beep.
I must be out, or I'd pick up the phone.
Where could I be?
Believe it or not, I'm not home!
Just download, hold your phone to your computer speaker and record.
It's gold, Jerry. Gold!
Also: you can view guitar tabs of the message (what?) and read the entire transcript of "The Susie," the episode in which this classic moment occurs.
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