so brad, hows that testicular cancer going… must be a pain in the ass… err balls. fuck.
I also write text messages with predictive and forget to change words, I went to write ‘cock’ and it came out as ‘anal’. Kinda still got the message across, but not quite. It also write 26 instead of ‘an’ I don’t see how the makers of the phone thought 26 would be more commonly used that the word ‘an’
@chiiro — That one isn’t even original to TFLN, whoever posted it there ripped it off from elsewhere. That Bibles in the fiction section bit has been floating around for years. People really are horrifically unoriginal–kudos to calling the dumbass out.
I’m willing to bet less than a fourth of the people who claim to have done that actually have. Pussies.
@unbrokenn — it’d be real hard to actually do that at my local barnes & noble, which has three (or four?) full stacks of bibles. you’d need a card and at least an 8 hour shift to move them across the store like that. hmmm. yeah, anybody from the south who claims to have done this is clearly lyyyyying.
The word ‘fuck’ is not a tough word. By using it does not make you stronger nor tougher. It’s an unintelligent and meaningless word. I hate when people think it makes them sound so much ‘tougher’ because they say it between every 3 or 4 words of their sentence. I understand when people use it out of anger, frustration, or whatever reason once in a while but please don’t include it into your daily vocabulary ‘just so you sound cooler’. For Eduardo, by posting that on his FB, I think he will only encourage his friends to send vile text messages to his phone.
I’ve seen a guy named Mike Hunt on tv a while back who has running for public office (mayor somewhere in Texas I think). I’ve also known a guy named Richard Head, and a guy named Dick Johnson, who had 14 kids.
I pretty much never comment, but after reading Mercure’s and squidproquo’s comments, I had to. I used to work at a call center, and I was doing outbound calling. (IT SUCKED!) One day, a call popped up and as it was ringing, I read the customer’s name (I wish I could make up stuff this good.)…it was Dick Hardon. Worst part is that he actually picked up and I had to talk to him while my friend next to me laughed hysterically.
A few days later, my friend had to call a guy named Mike Hawk. Because we were 18-30 year olds with the minds of 7 year olds, we spent all day making jokes about Mike Hawk and how he and Mike Hunt should meet up and be friends.