"I thought you were going to be there when we pulled Nana's plug."
"Yeah, my battery ran out... Sorry."
It's as if the cellular phone is the key to getting anything done now-a-days. We've become entirely way too intimate with our phones, we can't get shit done anymore. The phone is the first and last attempt at getting a hold of anyone. What ever happened to driving up to a buddy's house and screaming at it until he came outside? Or trying a land line?
Fuuuuuuuck that.
Land lines have better quality and never cut out; you can't send a picture of a dick to a land line either.
| It doesn't even have a screen... What the fuck? |
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