A series of texts I sent to my friend Maile after the rotten wood on our deck was replaced:
PS. After you fuck up two texts your phone should just automatically shut off to save you from yourself. Just a suggestion, Apple.
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And in less slightly-confusing news, it’s time for this week’s wrap-up:
What you missed in my shop (tentatively called “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
- What’s going on in your cat’s mind
- You might insult some people, but in the end you’ll save a shitload of time at recitals.
What you missed on the internets:
- Kick-ass stuff I pinned.
- And then Beyonce-the-giant-metal-chicken was immortalized forever.
- Day made.
- Thanks, Forbes.
- I understand the concept of conscious spending. (In that I’m mostly conscious when I’m spending.)
This week on shit-I-didn’t-come-up-with-but-wish-I-did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome:
This week’s wrap-up is sponsored by my friend Marie, creator of Misanthropista. She’s sort of a bad-ass and most of her emails end with “Oh, bite me” or “What the fuck are you looking at?” but deep down she has a heart of gold and will teach you all about sexting. You should check her out. Bring donuts.
Well, then again, you *do* have Beyonce, so anyone who knows you might just think you’d dressed up your giant rooster statue or something.
God don’t you just want to shoot your phone when it does that shit?!! LOL But it is hilarious none the less!! LOL Auto correct has made so many boring texts.. Damn Funny!! Have a great day doll!
What I find funny is your phone wants to autocorrect to “cock”. I mean, it only does that if you use the word enough… Hahahahaha I love it.
Well, you COULD have been talking about Beyonce.
I like the blame the dead guy strategy.
I turned off auto correct (and have a Droid anyway). But I do love reading auto correct mistakes! There’s at least one list of them on like, BuzzFeed, that almost killed me.
I love awkward text messages. They really bring people together. Oh, and I’m sure it’s a fine cock.
http://beingsmokey.blogspot.com/2012/08/awkward-text-message.html
YOU HAVE 22 MESSAGES!!!
I love it when Siri goes on and I am not trying to send a text message. I have sent more interesting messages that way!
I don’t know, I think once you’ve got so far you may as well just keep going with it. What’s the worst that can happen? So you friend comes over to look at your cock…great excuse to buy a rooster!
It took many, many repetitions of the word “fuck” before my iPhone finally stopped trying to make me say “duck.”
I think Apple does it on purpose, just to make life a bit more entertaining for all of us.
Everyone loves to see a giant deck, too.
I would have just assumed your Cock was a giant metal chicken of some sort. If Deck had autocorrected to Dick I might have blinked, but probably not.
I wish I was invited to that party too. Actually, I wish I had ducks!
That app would make Apple very rich!
I have often needed to save me from myself, particularly when I’m texting emotionalyl deep feelings to this guy I have had a crush on for ages, I even add that I know he probably doesn’t feel the same way about me and he replies
“Okie dokie”…
Ouch. Kill my phone for me.
I wonder if they found the ducks and I really really want to see pictures!
I somehow knew that duck/train/origami hat party was going to be in Austin before I even noticed it was in Austin. free drinks the entire night? in my mind that is a great payback for me giving my ducks a place to live and taking them to a party. with hats.
That would make Apple a “blocker,” though. There’s probably an additional charge for that.
You know, considering you actually DO have a giant metal cock in your garden, that text isn’t really that odd…
What fowl language!
My phone’s latest trick is autocorrect every word it doesn’t recognize to “pussy.” My female friends think I’m hitting on them. My male friends think I’m offering it up. And my boss thinks I’m inappropriate.
One day, my husband was feeling really low and I wanted to send him a text reminding him of how important he was to me, to make him feel better.
I wanted to text him “You are my whole world”, but instead I typed “You ate my whole world” and pressed send just as I realised my mistake.
It actually did make him feel better though, so IN YOUR FACE proper spelling.
The ballet dancers in random situations was great!
Maybe Victor is an exhibitionist….
yes but you do have a cock, so it would have been OK for her to come see your cock…
I keep waiting to make some awesome autocorrect errors but either my autocorrect is too smart or I am. (I’m leaning toward the autocorrect.)
What IS it with autocorrect? And why does it always seem to happen when we are in a hurry and hit *send* before we glance at what our phone is going to say to someone?!? I had a similar convo with my husband awhile back, where he was asking where the Jose (Cuervo) was; and his phone INSISTED that the word was “hose”…and the misunderstanding that ensued was hilarious. Thanks for reminding me, it’s not just ME! 😀 awesome
how can autocorrect mistake “deck” for “cock”?? they don’t look anything alike
I got it: Put Beyonce on the deck. Then you totally meant what you texted.
You’re welcome 🙂
Deck? Cock? Same thing, right?
I totally wouldn’t have batted an eye, I’d have just thought you were talking about Beyonce.
Good idea for a new app.
I’m also genuinely glad that your cock is well crafted.
Love the ballet dancer pictures. Not sure how you find these cool links.
The reviews of famous authors were brutal! And wordy, like the critics were flexing their vocabulary.
Am I the only one wigged out by 22 unread text messages?
OCD sense is all tingly.
It’s been a real ‘cockfest’ on here lately!
Cock block. I like it.
I never was much into art before now…
Jenny and Ali.
Who you gonna call?
Artbusters!
So, because my mind goes that way, I immediately tried to picture a cock that could have “our” in front of it. Is it an organ shared by two unfortunate (or fortunate if you’re one of those glass/ass half full people) Siamese twins?
I can’t get enough of autocorrect texts. Apparently, my sense of humor is less sophisticated than I like to think it is..
I thought you actually got the mailcock for a sec. I mean, mailbox.
I laughed soooo hard. Massively sleep-deprived and everything is hilarious, but this would be hilarious even if I were well-rested.
I one of the ones who would have just assumed you bought the mailbox.
I love the cat card and while I was wondering who I could send it too I started thinking of alternatives to the guitar… A vibrator, a shotgun, a sword, a light saber…am I OK? Oh no, a blow dryer…
So has your friend resumed talking to you after this rather unfortunate autocorrect storm?
I love these round ups. It’s keeping me from cleaning my kitchen today.
I see nothing wrong with your cock looking good. I just figured you gave Beyonce a bath.
Totally agree on the phone thing!! That and autocorrect needs to stop putting words in our mouths! If I type fuck, I mean it and if I type hell, I sure as hell don’t mean he’ll. Replacing words that are spelled correctly with words that don’t make sense is Apple’s way of trying to ruin the world, says the girl who has so many Apple products it’s not funny. Perhaps I shouldn’t reply to blog posts after copious amounts of Jack to get rid of a migraine, huh? I might make more sense then. 🙂
Ducks in paper hats? It sounds like the cra cra train jumped its tracks and hasn’t been at the station for a while now…
I love the final 2 messages in that series! HA HA HA!
DH Lawrence reminds me of Charles Manson. Yikes.
…on that duck party thing:
SERIOUS INQUIRIES ONLY?
Well, then…ok. Because NOTHING about that party screams unserious.
I’m a bit surprised you didn’t inquire. Ducks or no ducks.
I love autocorrect. Exactly for this reason.
The best part of keeping a breeding flock of chickens is that I can say “would you like to see my cock ?” Without even batting an eye.
no shirt! I wish my phone could read my mind and just play dead at the appropriate time (or inappropriate time, whichever)
My husband once texted me that he was “Saving you some gator tits.”
After laughing during a meeting for about 10 minutes (because I had to share with everyone around me) he retexted, “Tator tots.” Best text. Ever.
Cocks, docks and decks DO actually have something in common. Size matters.
My husband just leaves the texts the way they come out. He knows that will assure that I will call him to ask him, “What the fuck???”
I think he just wants to hear my loving voice!!!
Yeah, not sure I would have even thought you had made a mistake there. Beyonce is obviously the first thing that should come to everyone’s mind…
Hurray for Beyonce’s meteoric rise from obscurity in a discount store! No doubt there’s never been a prouder owner of a finer cock! (Tee hee)
The ballet dancers were great, but am I the only terrified for the fate of the dancers in stiletto heels? One of them has to land on a metal grate! I wanted to close my eyes, but then I remembered that they’ve already finished the jump. Some time ago.
Still.
Stilettos.
A good friend and another friend’s daughter are in the ballet pictures! I love all of those shots, but especially the Catholic school girl, my friends dayghter and my friend who is the teacher. The photographer came to her school and shot the photo in her classroom with her classmates and teacher!
LOVE that Beyonce is next to one of Allie Brosh’s drawings. You ladies rock!
Deck, dock, the dead mouse ran up the cock. Sing it with me, y’all. LOUDER!
Today I discovered that iPhone makes no attempt to autocorrect “Belieber” to “believer” (ok, yes, I WAS texting “Belieber” but that was only after my sister called me a “One Directioner” when we were both feeling particularly OLD while watching this year’s MTV VMAs…dammit). Now all I can do is sit and wait until I try to use “believer” in a text & it changes it on me without my noticing…. ha
You can turn off autocorrect, but that would not be nearly as entertaining.
You need a stuffed anteater so you can recreate the ‘fuck you, I’m an anteater’ meme. That. Would. Be. Awesome.
Oh, I love Freudian text slips.
Once I wrote to my boss: Can you please go fuck yourself and stick a giant tape recorder in your ass so as to record your verminous monologues?
But I meant to write: Running 5 min late. Sorry! 🙂
@whatimeant,
well, texas IS a community property state… and most wives are quite well acquainted with the concept of “what’s mine is mine and what’s your is mine.” put those two together and…
Apparently, you and your phone have “cock” on the brain!
Damn you, autocorrect! Hilarious!
Your phone clearly has an agenda to embarrass you.
Eerily familiar to a comic I read recently.
http://james-wilkins.com/2013/07/30/carlos-danger-autocorrect/
When my phone attempts to incorrectly auto-correct something that I am typing… I usually find myself saying the offending word outloud, to my phone, as I’m re-typing it for the 5th time…. you know, since my phone can actually hear me and comprehend what I am saying to it and stuff…
The only thing worse than auto-correct is the Swype feature. Really is “ghig” a word? I don’t care what the phone thinks my fingers are saying, this isn’t a word!
What are friends for?
It’s making me all anxious that you had 22 other unread texts.
Ain’t technology grand? It makes our lives so much easier…
Look, you can’t have a blog post about buying a cock for your cock and then act all surprised the next day that your phone autocorrects to “cock.” It’s pretty obvious that you have more cocks in your life than the average person.
The pic of the ballet dancer in the book store is EXACTLY how I feel when finding a new book that I just *know* will become one of my instant favourites!
I love your “kick ass stuff I pinned” series! Will steal all your shit! Haha!!
I wish my phone had a breathalyzer attached.
I’ve thought about switching to the iPhone just so I could have some crazy auto-corrects, too. I feel left out.
My husband and I just finished listening to your audio book, and then we saw a news article about this, and he thought you might like it for when zombies attack 🙂
http://smartproducttechnology.com/pricing/custom-pill-capsule-shape-urban-foxhole
As if his film biography wasn’t bad enough, now he’s bedevilling you from beyond the veil?
You need an exorcist, Jenny!
You really need to send that in to damnyouautocorrect.com — that one might make their “best of” list.
Wonder if you had not corrected if anybody would have been expecting to see Victor’s goods.
That creative spend article is one of the best things I’ve read lately. Next thing you know, someone will write their thesis about your blog and its influence on society.
Weird, but like 3 days ago I was looking at my cat and thinking, “someday I’m going to know what’s going on in his head.” [Someday, meaning after I’m dead and can look back at the history of humanity and animaldom and see how the hell it all fits together.] And suddenly it was clear to me that if I knew what was going on in Mannie’s head *right now* I would probably be horribly disappointed! Because I imagine that he is loving and witty and sarcastic and a little dark, but he’s probably just incredibly manic and annoying, like “shadow!…thirsty/drink!….pet me!….shadow!” Or worse yet, there’s really nothing going on. No cat language or awareness or sentient thought. We are maybe better off not knowing.
And don’t come over expecting to see our dick either, you sick bastards!!!