Folsom Napier Prison Blues

Operator: Yes ma'm, I have a Ms. Carolyn Walker calling...will you accept the charges?
Mar Mar: Yes, put her through.
Operator: Thank you, go ahead.
Carolyn: Hi Mom!! How are you?? (And thank you for accepting the collect call...)
Mom: Oh good, it's so nice to hear your voice! How are you? What have you been up to?
Carolyn: I'm pretty good. I took the ferry across the other day, and I'm now in the north island. I told you about the kayaking in the south island, and the wine tour...I haven't been up to too much the past few days.
Mom: Where are you right now?
Carolyn: In Napier. In the prison.
Mom: What?
Carolyn: In the Napier prison. I'm spending a few nights here.
Mom: Carolyn, what?!
Carolyn: Yeah, I got drunk and disorderly on the ferry, so I'm in the prison. And this is my one phone call. (Never mind that the ferry gets into Wellington, not Napier).
Mom: CAROLYN, OMG, ARE YOU SERIOUS?!
Carolyn: BAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...no. I'm in the old prison that's been converted to a hostel.
Mom: Augh!! You gave me such a start!!!
Carolyn: BAH HAHAHAHAHAHA

Even better than the time I told her I dropped outta college.