...my own personal dictionary
So anytime I'm writing TMs to Landry (you can guess how often that is considering our constant proximity on Skype, IM, email and TM... or at the bar) I find that my phone doesn't love and understand me.
The following words it trys to 're-spell' for me... like it knows I surely didn't intend the following words:
filet au poivre
fucker
hooker
hell
crack whore
tart
posted by gormley at 6:06 PM
3 Comments:
goodness gormley... my old predictive text offers helpful suggestions based on my past texts... everytime I say "fun" it sauggests "fuck."
I'm a bad phone parent.
hahaha, considering how suggestive your phone is, I'm horrified that you gave up the chance to squeeze beween Landry and I at a haunt this afternoon.
Horrified.
i love the word tart. its word perfection.
well, that and fucker. and then if you put them together:
fucker tart
or tart fucker - even better.
xoxo - tart fucker
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