Butt Dial Plus

Thursday night at the bar, I had to confirm to a friend that I had butt-dialed him, and he sent back a text that said, "I thought I heard your ass" and while I assume he was speaking metaphorically, I had consumed a fair amount of beer, so he might not have been speaking metaphorically . . . and even if he hadn't literally heard my ass, and was only joking, I am sure there has been-- at some point in the history of cellular phoning-- a flatulent butt-dial, and that is wonderful.


rob said...

the last line of this sentence reminds me of one of the great lyrics in modern music: everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful

Dave said...

they might be giants! must have seeped into my subconscious

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