Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Do you know why your phone has a lock feature?
So you don't butt-dial your grandparents at 10 O'clock on a Friday night.
Yup. *nodding* That's why they invented that. Butt-dialing.
My daughter went to a haunted house at the local fairgrounds last Friday night and it seems that in the middle of fleeing a poor imitation of Jason from Friday the 13th, she butt-dialed my dad.
I got a text on my phone from my mother:
"Quick! Where is Madison? VIP."
I hurriedly replied, "She's at the fairgrounds with her friends. Why?"
"She called Poppa and we can hear everything."
"What do you hear?"
"...a lot of screaming..."
Lock your phones, people.
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