OMG.

Ok, so the kids these days are starting to talk in text-message format, thus sealing our doom as the final sign of the apocolypse. This is an actual conversation I overheard yesterday:

"Hey so like how's your BF?"
"Oh she's like fine I guess, I dunno I haven't talk to her in like forever."
"NOOOOO.... your BF. Not your BFF."
"Oh, he's good."

At that point I looped my briefcase/man-purse around my neck and started searching for something sturdy that stood over 6'5" tall to hang from... but finding none I turned on some very angry music and hopped on the bus.

LISTEN CAREFULLY PEOPLE... WE ARE SCREWED ONCE THIS NEW GENERATION TAKES OVER. I am not kidding. THE WIFE, get your passport ready and pack your swimsuits & fomite-pillow-- we're moving to El Salvador.

TTFN-