Kellinator Jones and the Temple of Snark

You: drunk - but looking fab - in your red corset at a post-party, grabbing my cell phone out of my hand and telling my once-and-future-ex that I was fully dressed, that I had not had sexual relations with anyone at the party, that I hadn't answered his 14 calls to the cell phone because the music had been loud and the party had been rocking, and that he was a [colorfully expressed but biologically improbable combination of physical features]... Would you be willing to call him again? He left 12 messages on my home answering machine tonight after I told him to stop calling, writing, or seeing me...