Sunday, 10 July 2011

Farewell to Words

Blimey. I have taken to using predictive text on my new phone. One of the preloaded "words" is "m8" and yet "fab" isn't in there, among many others. You know what? Billy Bragg sings in his ace new song - those who like a good kiss-and-tell must share the blame [for the NOTW closure and the like]. Likewise, if you spell like a fucking 3 year old who was kicked in the head at birth, it is YOUR fault that I have to suffer such a First World problem.

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