My mom just sent me a text message. Yay, Mom.
YAY Mom! MY mom calls me to get in touch with my brother by text when phone lines aren’t getting through.
Does your mom teach classes? ‘Cause my directions must be bad.
She takes classes… ?
That’s totally rad, awesome, and all that crap that.
I can’t even get her to answer her damned phone.
I can text, but not as fast as “those kids”. I would still rather email, because I can do it from the putalator. God, I am getting old. Which means you are getting old too.
And when the hell can we get you off blogger? I have been complaining, and you have been strategically ignoring me. I want updates from this blog when someone else responds without having to come and check up. I mean, I already get a hundred emails from responses to Avi, Miss Britt and Mr. Fab. Come ON girl.
Uh oh. Next, she’ll be reading blogs!
Abs, you may be getting old but I am not a day over 21 according to Dawg. (plus 12 years, but who’s counting?)
(See how I continue to ignore? I’m good.)
Avi, if she reads my blog she’ll be very sad she did that and she’ll never read it again.
I’m debating whether to introduce my parents to twitter.
They both visit my blog sometimes, and they have cell phones, and we email a lot, so I’m pretty happy at the advancement of my folks into the technological age.
Wayne, if you show twitter to you parents, DO NOT show them my twitter. It’s obscene.
AND GET OFF BLOGGER. you think I have nothing better to do than come out to your damned blog to see if you have responded to me? God… We gotta get you set up so I can get email alerts.
Wah, do not introduce them to twitter. Eek.
Abs, for FUCK’S SAKE! Learn how to use coComments if you care so much!
This is awesome – I can subscribe to comments through Blogger now!
You know, I got the first text message from my mom the other day.
It was a dirty forward about women not wanting anal sex.
Loves my mom. *grin*
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