RST! with 2 hours to spare... Pacific Standard Time :)
Someone tell me my hair didn't look exactly like Johnny Depp's here in Nightmare on Elm Street...
I know, right?!
If you don't know who Tucker Max is, you are living a sheltered life. I read his book I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell last year and have literally never laughed so hard at a book in my entire life. And now he has a new book out, which I purchased today! (And the girl at Borders gave me an extra 33% off... SCORE!)
|How I wish we were drinking buddies|
I find it amusing that whomever programmed predictive text (T9) into our phones felt the need to impose some kind of digital morality upon the masses. They have gone so far as to select words that I don't think even exist. For example - "chubi". Ever heard this one? I haven't either. I'm thinking it's a bad misspelling of chubby? My phone thinks I'm more likely to text that mystery phrase than "bitch". There’s also “ducking”, “app”, “shiv” (although an improvised prison weapon is hardly a nicer notion than its cuss word counterpart)
Words that are also not in my phone and continue to infuriate me are:
T-Minus 19 days 7 hours!