Below is a photo of a cell phone tower that a welder accidentally caught fire. It burned,
it fell to the ground.
Can you hear me now?
Lame, I know. I couldn’t help myself. I’m working on it though.
The Room-Mate has a tough couple of weeks. She has had a wicked cold and today she called me to tell me she had pink eye. Dude, that sucks. She wanted me to know that she was disinfecting the house.
Thanks man.
I told her to let me know if she was going to work or not because if she wasn’t, I would stop at the market and get dinner. She said she would call but never did. When I got home, I found this note;
Funny, because I just noticed how it was written. I read it as “Sorry I didn’t call, dropped my phone in the toilet. Hoping it will dry out. Went to work.” I AM SURE this is how she meant to write it and I AM NOT posting it to bring attention to her lack of writing skills. She has mad writing skills. Readers, I posted it because my poor R.M. can’t seem to catch a fucking break lately. Send some good energy her way, will you?
Now THIS I am posting to point out bad grammar. Why? Because mine leaves a lot to be desired too so when I find something that is incorrect it makes me feel wicked smaht! I is a college kid after all!
I should have called Peter because I was not satisfies with my food.
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