These have all made me laugh. When I was a kid there was a butchers shop up the road and the owner was called Mr Butcher. Some of my classmates (boys of course) would prank call him and clash knives together and cry ‘butcher’. I think it was well before tracking calls as the two trouble makers never seemed to get caught.
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