damn YOU autocorrect

So by now, I’m guessing you’ve all experienced damnyouautocorrect.com and all of it’s wonderful wonderfulness. If you haven’t enjoyed and cried your eyes out in laughter, GO NOW.

WAIT, not “RIGHT NOW.” Right now, like after you read this hilarious post of my own personal experience with autocorrect. It’s Classic and I’m betting, worth the read.

Luckily, I was on the right side of the auto correct. By that I mean, I was laughing my ass off  AT the person I was texting, who shall remain nameless. The innocent need protected. (You know who you are and I’m still laughing my ass off at you.)

The setting: date night.

My texting partner: the babysitter from next door (again, no names to protect the innocent) who was somewhere in my house entertaining my children, just as any good neighbor of the babysitting age should do on a very, regular basis. But then she grew up and got super popular and moved on to things other than entertaining my kids….oh nevermind. She still rocks nonetheless.

My original text: “how are the kids?”

She replied: “Good. Will’s watching Star Wars”

I then replied: “Have H watch something else”

And then…

She didn’t even give me a chance to reply: “We are totally okay with her watching sex. As long as she’s coloring at the same time!”

I love this kid and wish her nothing but the best!!! Yes, I’m still laughing at you.