These thumbs were not designed for the digital age.
If I twittered out in the world I’d have to break out the laptop every time. I need a keyboard. A real one. Not some silly thumbs only nonsense. I often write stream of consciousness and that is hard to do when my giant fat thumbs have just accidentally hit 12 letters at once. Then Mr. iPhone will be like, “did you mean to type pickles?”. And I’m like, “Of course not you stupid git…I was trying to hit the letter Q. Arrrg…fuckit. Put down pickles, I’ll make it work.” And being fed up I just send the damn tweet as is…
My favorite Bond character is definitely Pickles.
