texting

We have here a finely assembled lot of cringelords who fancy themselves modern gents, with deep pockets filled with unnecessarily long words; and beneath all that, wild insecurities and genuine rudeness. Just cause you write something out in a way that sounds pretty, doesn't mean you're off the hook, for lashing out seconds later with a fiery round of profanity-laced verbal assault. Of this lot, I think that Phil's the MVP. "Is that clear?" 

Twitter User, @kelllicopter, opened Pandora's Box when she encouraged people to text their boyfriends that they wanted babies; and to share their responses. Naturally, the partners on the other side of the spontaneous text intended as a prank, responded in a general tone of panicked disbelief. 

Ashton Kutcher stirred up a maddened frenzy on Twitter when he shared his alleged, real number for all of the online world to eat up. Thing is, this offering came with a catch. And that catch comes in the form of what shows certain appearances of being a PR stunt for a messaging startup called, Community. That being said, it looks like he's actually responded to some select messages. 

Anyone else getting some solid star-crossed lovers vibes here? For real though, that cockroach picture is something else. 

There are flairs of originality, crudeness, immaturity, and silver-tongued smoothness throughout these randomly assorted moments from the Wild West of the Modern Dating World, Tinder. For all we know we're witnessing snapshots of history's next great love story. And it all started out with some locker room-level witticism...

Poor 'ol Larry just wanted to shell out a sweet $25K...

If you're going to navigate the ins and outs of a group text from a wrong number, THIS is the way to do it. 

"With what money" is probably not the response she was looking for after taking a leap of faith, my dude. 

There is a special kind of hell in this conversation. You better hope these people never put a bad wish on you, cause they had no trouble hatching up some truly evil purgatories. 

The lack of ambition here is absolutely astounding. That and the combined stupidity suggest this shameless fraud needs to try his lazy hands at a different game, but I imagine that'd take too much work. So well, here we are. 

I think the elephant in the electrical room here, is what kind of people does this guy work with to make him want to hide out in the first place?

This tale of discovery and morally grounded action, traces back 23-years-ago, when a man named Gabriel lost his ID on a beach in Jamaica. Fast forward to present day, and we have John Hickey, sharing the story we have now, about his brother-in-law (Gabriel) having the ID returned to him after a series of surprising text messages. 

Wrong numbers, BEST responses! 

We can only hope a marvelous friendship for the ages blossomed from this. 

I don't think anyone's going to come back crying, my dude. 

The Christmas Spirit is anything but strong with this one.