Tango Dance

I met a guy last year (2009), and I had his telephone number. Of course, I never gave him mine. So then I totally forgot about him, I bet he forgot about me too. But yesterday, I got very bored so I decided to call bip him.
He calls me back...


Him - Hello ? Who is it ? 
Me - Its [....]
Him - Ohhhhhhhhhh how are YOU ? (yeah right, I never even told him my name ! Well if he starts off like that, it should be an interesting phonecall...)
Me - So you remember me hugh? 
Him - Of course !
Me - Ok, so tell me, how did we meet then ?
Him - Hum... so what's your name again ? 

[I hang up]

So I sent him a text message, in which I pretend that something happened between us (in reality, nothing happened).

"I'm so sad that you don't remember me, I wanted to have a little fun tonight"

So of course the man-whore calls me right away..

Not only do I not pick up the phone, but I also turned if off, because, everyone knows that the woman-who-tells-you-the-person-you-are-trying-to-reach-is-unavailable-at-the-moment's voice is the most irritating.

Since then, he has not stopped calling me, a real tango dance, I go one step closer to you, and two steps away, and you, cute little Bezness, you do exactly what I want you to do.