The monkey made me do it

texty

I'm clearing out my phone's text message archives and feel the need to share the randomness.

From others (these date back to '04, sadly enough):
Don't drink the punch... (from a guy who has a somewhat low opinion of my church)
Enema
Sorry I miss Mayheeco
I like pogs
Its ur upper lip (I'd been telling her that Chehalis smells funny)
Drunkity drunk
I feel noggy
So what the hell is Kwanza anyway?
My hoho fell off
I will mock him mercileslly (from a guy who I'd been bugging to come beat up the other guy I was currently on a date with. He was kind of a pacifist, I guess. Or a wuss.)
Im such a mutha
Stop drinking
Be careful
Go home! (The past four were from the time I was on a date and texting a friend about the play-by-play. Obviously it was not going well.)
Mrs leonard pannaggio
No hoo hoo 4 monk (Monkey is a bit of a crotch-sniffer)

From me:
Monkey misses your hoo hoo
My date is wearing a shirt that's older than he is
You called me with your butt
Ha ha you're peeing and i'm not
I smell cow (see - Chehalis!)
I will clap extra loud and off beat for you
Don't trust whitey
I am typing this with my toes
Toes. james toes.
dammit, i have to wear pants?!
drunky scarf
Danke por el cupboard instructions! i have made one of delft pottery and one of cheese.
Whee im old!
Drinking at the dog park is wierd (this was on a date. The more I try to explain this one the worse it sounds so I'll stop now)
Stop poking it.
I think we're having a million mexican march
Is it orange like mama?
Vegetable ignacio

And the very first text I ever sent:
I texted!
And the second:
I feel so prove right now. (my phone has word recognition software that gives options for letter combinations, and I didn't figure out how to change the automatic settings for a while)

Ahh, modern life.

posted by LadyJay @ 10:25 AM