An Unfortunate Text OR What Not to Text Your Dad
Matt and I went to the grocery store this evening to stock up on a few essentials. As we were on our way, I sent my dad the following text:
"Can u think of any sweet treat thongs u might want?"
Clearly I meant to say things. THINGS!!! Not thongs. Alas, by the time I realized my mistake it was too late.
So I must conclude that this was destined to happen for your reading pleasure. So laugh to your heart's content, because I sure as heck did.
.....Also, I tripped and fell on my way into a nice salon this afternoon and slammed into a door in Macy's (both whilst hurriedly trying to get to said salon). Today I am clearly not on top of my game. Unless it's the epic fail game...which I am clearly winning.
"Can u think of any sweet treat thongs u might want?"
Clearly I meant to say things. THINGS!!! Not thongs. Alas, by the time I realized my mistake it was too late.
So I must conclude that this was destined to happen for your reading pleasure. So laugh to your heart's content, because I sure as heck did.
.....Also, I tripped and fell on my way into a nice salon this afternoon and slammed into a door in Macy's (both whilst hurriedly trying to get to said salon). Today I am clearly not on top of my game. Unless it's the epic fail game...which I am clearly winning.
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