Uncle Jay posted a link to Texts From Last Night, and I clicked the link. Like an idiot. Now, I’m sitting here, late at night, browsing the site, laughing until I’m red in the face and wheezing.
Alcohol and guns? Check. Wheelchair DUIs? Check. Tough love? Check. Fun with postal workers? Check. A Chicagoan being frighten after going into the countryside? Check. PTSD conversations? Check. Blatant violations of the Man Code? Check. Proof that Obama voters are crazy? Check.
The best part is that you can sort by area code. Shocking part is, I think I know who sent a few of these texts. Like this one and this one– I’m sure this is a friend of mine. I’m also sure that this one and this one are to (or from) a couple of guys I know. This one sounds like an email I got from a friend… and then there’s this little gem.
No, I’ve never used my mounted deer like that… never… hee hee heh.
