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I don’t even know why I have a damn BlackBerry. I don’t use it for anything that a regular phone couldn’t do. Although, It’s only a matter of time before I lose or break it.

This month makes a year that I’ve had it and I finally bought my first app for a whopping $1.49.

It’s a FART app.

It totally makes me and TLF giggle.  But, according to Karlene yesterday, it wasn’t funny in the car, it wasn’t funny in Sam’s, and it most definitely wasn’t funny in the restaurant. I disagree, but after the threat she leveled at the restaurant, I don’t dare tell her that again.

This morning she had to leave early to finish a job, and of course I have “a list”.  I’ve already wasted 2 hours. This isn’t looking good. Later, fuckers.