Hyppo was on a boat. He gestured towards Critter while pointing at some people on the shore, who were so small they looked like little specks.
“Look at those motherfuckers over there,” he said with contempt. “Fucking land lubber bastards. We’re on a boat.”
The next day, Hyppo and Critter were back on solid land. They were standing on the shore when they spied a passing boat out at sea.
“Look at those assholes,” Hyppo said. “Don’t they think they’re oh so special being on a boat. They’re despicable.”
This post painfully tapped out on my iPod for your enjoyment. For bonus points I did it while drunk.
So I’m not the only one who punishes themselves with iPod-o-blog posts. We truly are gluttons.
Nope. I did pick up a wireless bluetooth keyboard on eBay for longer replies like this one. Otherwise I’d be crying like a big baby. Not that I need more excuses for that.
I hope you didn’t lock yourself in a bathroom stall while writing this whilst being drunk, Tommy.
Unfortunately, no. That didn’t happen. This time. I like to look on the positive side, though. There’s always next time.
Nice work! Aren’t spell checkers useful when you’re posting drunk?
Spell check is usually nice, but sometimes is devious in the ways that it can sink me. Autocorrect, however, truly gets off on pushing my buttons. Sometimes I have to tell it three times or more that I don’t want the damn thing it is suggestion.
Being drunk in those situations can be a double-edged sword…