"...so, ok, it's....7:28PM here, that's um...9:28 your time...aaaand it's Sunday. Sunday the 19th. So long..."I can't imagine the texts.
Oh wait, I can.DAD: THIS IS DAD
posted by sidereal at 5:45 PM on December 19, 2010 [36 favorites]ME: KNOCK KNOCK DAUGHTER: wut ME: Oh, come on! KNOCK KNOCK DAUGHTER: Can you take me to Staples?
DAD: Hi Honey! FRIEND: Woah how did you learn how to text? DAD: Monkey see, monkey do.
Within twenty minutes of unboxing it she was on iCat, wanting to video chat.I know it's a typo, but I'm so in love with the idea of Apple's app that's only for chatting with cats - instead of "Friends", "Family", "Coworkers", it's "Domestic Longhairs", "Domestic Shorthairs", and "Pedigrees".
"nO."Summed our relationship up actually...
Mom: Are you coming home today or tomorrow? Me: TMW, leaving noonish. Mom: Just wanted to know when to vacuum.
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