The other day I caught Max typing furiously on my iPhone. I said, “Max, you know you aren’t supposed to touch daddy’s phone.” He looked up, gave me a determined stare, and said, “Hold on! I’m writing you a message!” He wasn’t kidding. This is the text message that was in the buffer:
Date: Sat, Aug 22, 2009
From: Max
To: Derek
Subject: TftyhgdalLlqqgSqag
-:3&55;; v hb. Cbvhjhjhjmnmnjjkiikijjijvdxxxxxcjj
That’s only marginally worse than I spell using Apple’s on-screen keyboard.
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Finally! A new post!
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