I think things like this happen because humans have no natural predators.
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7 comments:
The cell phone, could it be the most torturous invention in history? Possibly. I'd put it somewhere between a cattle prod and an iron maiden. Cell phones are the bane of my existence. I'm not alone, hence the countless stories about the asshole on his phone in the movie theater, the assholess on her phone in the car, getting hit by trains etc.
Somewhere around the mid 90s I missed a big meeting. One where it was decided that being found anywhere, anytime by anyone was now a good thing. It's NOT a good thing.
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Hey, I forgot to tell you something. Call my cell phone.
who is the cock face typing in my name...
at least you spelled it right
They call me the Hoove, because I'm in the Groove.
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