A man received the following text from his neighbor:
I am so sorry Bob. I've been riddled with guilt and I have to confess. I have been tapping into your wife, day and night when you're not around. In fact, more than you. I'm not getting any at home, but that's no excuse.
I can no longer live with the guilt and I hope you will accept my sincerest apology with my promise that it won't happen again.
The man, anguished and betrayed, went into his bedroom, grabbed his gun, and without a word, shot his wife and killed her.
A few moments later, a second text came in:
Damn autocorrect. I meant "WiFi", not "wife".
Two Bumbling Southerners with Big City Dreams
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As many times as I’ve seen it, *All About Ev*e never fails to take me back
to my first trip with Edward, to New York City for New Year’s Eve, 1980-81.
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5 years ago
I did not see that coming!! Neither did his Wifi. Very funny!
ReplyDeleteI hate that autocorrect. Mrs. C managed to turn mine off.
Hahahaha. I'm so technically dense, I just learned how to pronounce that last year or so. I used to say Wi-fee. With a short i sound. Duh.
ReplyDeleteAuto-correct is Satan's favorite tool. That was pretty danged funny!
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