For now, have a text messages filler:
So, I have a friend who, while very drunk one night, changed the names of all her friends in her cell phone. A mutual friend became Pikachu, for example. Drunk geeks are the best drunk friends.
Anyway, she's changed almost all the names back, but she forgot mine. So yesterday when I was sitting around with her roomate, said friend got a message from "Sherlock Holmes" (Yes, that was her idea for me. Either because I'm brilliant and - according to the BBC - dashingly handsome, or because I'm a sociopath. Take your pick) reading I'M IN YOUR HOUSE.
Upon realizing what she was seeing, I promptly made a change in my phone, leading to the following exchange:
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From: Dr. J. Watson
OMG SHERLOCK HOLMES IS IN MY HOUSE TOUCHING MY THINGS
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To: Dr. J. Watson
I'M DEDUCING THINGS ABOUT YOU. DIRTY SINFUL THINGS.
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From: Dr. J. Watson
OH GOD DON'T TELL LESTRADE
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To: Dr. J. Watson
I AM SHERLOCK BLOODY HOLMES I DON'T NEED TO TELL LESTRADE ANYTHING...EVEN IF HE IS KINDA CUTE
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To: Dr. J. Watson
ALSO I AM IN YOUR UNDERWEAR DRAWER.
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From: Dr. J. Watson
YOU RAKE.
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From: Dr. J. Watson
AND STAY AWAY FROM MY DELICATES
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And she's promised not to fix my name in her address book. Excellent.
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