Trying to get rid of the misconceptions that my friends and I are “too serious”/”too mature”/”too intellectual”/”too good at accurate texting” etc.
5/5/2013, 3:30 P.M.
Me: Both of the Pacific street possums died last night.
Anonymous Friend: Oh sad… I think we’re gonna go see Irwin man at 550 I’d you wanna join
Me: Lamest movie ever…
AF: Perhaps. It’s all about adding rashes. I meant sting rays. Stupid phone is sure retraining. Entertaining.
Me: Needs to be retrained.
AF: So that’s a yes? No? Maybe? Taco?
Me: Sorry, i got caught up in the “Emmylou language” of it all. Meaning of course “English language.” I’m going to my aunt’s tonight.
AF: I figured, no worries! Just thought I’d ask ya. Emmylou.
Me: String rays.