oh my; oh dear; so soon?
The honeymoon has ended. The fad-sluts are still basking in it’s liquid-crystal glow, but someone has been snapped out of his lusty haze. I would normally say, “it was only a matter of time,” but because this is America and we have the collective intellect of a mentally challenged squirrel and the individuality of an insecure lemming, I can’t find it in me. I thought the choches would love this phone until the big guy’s son came back and there was heaven on earth and all that awesomeness or the more likely nuclear winter. But alas, there is a crack in this digital facade.
A shame really, because I was just about to go out and buy one. yep, so that’s another lie; i should talk to someone about this. Oh well, the money will be well spent elsewhere.