Both Crack-a-bottle and Shatter-a-glass were teens, and their names had a lot in common. Crack-a-bottle and Shatter-a-glass. Hee Hee. The question right now is how the heck do we get out of here?” said bill. Shatter-a-glass searched in her pockets. Hey my phone, the only phone in the world that lets you text and do nothing else,” said Shatter-a-glass. How will that help?” asked Crack-a-bottle. I could text a plane to fly over here and pick us up!” answered Shatter-a-glass. Shatter-a-glass was thinking for a moment. She didn’t have a clue of what number she text so she did every combination a phone could call. After a month of waiting, Shatter-a-glass finally text everyone that had a phone. On her 5th to last text she text a pilot, but he wouldn’t respond. Her last five texts were all to pilots, but they wouldn’t respond either. Then she realized the world was being destroyed, so she gave up. What a waste,” whined Bill, Ted, Death, and Crack-a-bottle. OK, that didn’t work,” oh no it “did’ent”,” said Ted and Crack-a-bottle.