How It Went Down:
Today I go to eat at Chipotle. It’s a great meal. I drive back to my dorm. I get diarrhea. I’m not surprised. I did just eat Chipotle, after all. I gently place my diarrhea in the toilet.
“Before I go,” said the Diarrhea, “could I have one phone call?”
“Sure.” I said. I pulled out my phone and handed it to diarrhea. Suddenly I realized it: Diarrhea doesn’t have anyone to call! This is a trap! When I realized it it was too late. My phone had been under “dirty” water for too long. My phone was ruined.
How It Really Went Down:
I got diarrhea. I was sitting on the toilet bored so I played some music off my phone. My selection of music was slim since I hadn’t added any new songs since I got the phone. “Online Song” by Blink 182 is what I played. I rested the phone on my knee. The phone fell.
I swear it was in slow motion. It was so strange. And instead of rushing to grab the phone for ruin I just watched it. I sat and watched and thought, “you’ve got to be kidding me.”
Plurp! (that’s the sound of it hitting the water)
Did I jump into action then? No. I still sat there. “Is it really worth diving my hand in there?” I thought. Seconds past. I decided it was. I grabbed it. But it was too late.
Ruined.
Today sucks.
Remind me never to shake your hand again. In fact, remind me to never talk to you again, especially on the phone.
That’s the most awesome story I’ve heard in a very long time.
[...] after I posted this I went and read my brother’s blog post from today. You must read it. It’s [...]
I just noticed that under the “Possibly related posts” the first link is to a review of the LG Chocolate. That’s too perfect.
The first story of how you lost your phone is the best thing ever. If I knew anything about how Flash works, I’d turn it into a cartoon.
Wow……. That’s all. Wow.
Call me immature, but this was a funny story. Thank you for sharing.