Didn’t think so. I love me some t-bombing. Here are a few new, real messages from my phone, with my outgoing texts in blue and green.
First up: no one’s more comfortable in his heterosexuality than my newly-married friend Bru, who will occasionally use a hairpin when we all go out. It prompted this from me:
Southerners make great sitting ducks. Plus a strong reply back:
Here’s another wrong-number text sent to me by a chick who must have taken the wrong Matt’s number out of her friend’s phone:
Again, these are absolutely legitimate. Received Tuesday night:
