Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Thursday, March 13, 2014

3.14

[I'm going to see what naughty words my keyboard will let me type while it has its filter on. Already, naughty is out.]
Naught.
Serial.
Pennies.
Basins.
Treat.
Balls.
Gaby.
Fair.
Chung.
Interpose.
Conjugal.
Falopian. (Why did it misspell it?)
Hung.
Sick.
Kiss.
Quicker.
Fruitage.
Song.
Wacker.
You.
Bun.
Agile.
Pen.
Visit.
Bundle.
Creamier.
Mild.

[Took me a while to get to this point. In not a young man with time to spare. The bold words are ones I actually tried and got. There are a few other words and names I could try but won't. How well can your phone do at filtering out the admit? (Smut?)]

3 comments:

  1. I don't know, but I do love that my American phone always tries to correct what I'm saying to either make me sound like a college professor or like a hopeless fangirl.

    Not that they're not both things I sort of aspire to be, or anything. My Korean phone doesn't correct anything; it's all, "Yeah, I'm just as lost as you are on that one."

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  2. Ah, Korea. Life's answer to the question "can we get that smaller? No? How about in a strawberry flavor?"

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  3. And if not one of those things, chibis.

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