Texting Retards
Children are dipshits. They really are, and it’s becoming a pandemic. An ever increasing number of children are becoming dipshits, and the sad part is, they do NOT grow out of it.
As a result we, as a society, have an every growing population of adult dipshits that have the minds of children and THAT is why we are doomed to failure and destruction.
Boy, aren’t I just a ray of sunshine or what? Moving on.
Every day when I pass kids, they’re doing this thing called texting. I don’t get texting. It takes you minutes to text what you could just call the person and say in mere seconds, all from the same device. It makes absolutely no sence whatsoever.
But the kids are all doing it! Moping along, heads down, looking at their phones, chubby little thumbs going a mile a minute. Now there’s a future burden on our hospital system. The people that sell tensor bandages are going to make MILLIONS with all the carpal tunnel.
What we have now is a bunch of texting zombies. They won’t stop to look while they’re crossing the street, moving through a construction zone or walking off a peer to drown to their deaths. If you can’t recognize danger and avoid it, then you are clinically retarded, and we need to help these retards.
I think I have a plan at how to help these retarded texting morons. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that I’m somewhat retarded and my plan is doomed to failure. Well, you’re right about me being somewhat retarded anyways.
Tonight I was taking the dog for a walk and trying to answer a text message. Hypocritical? Yes, but I send a total of three a week, not three every ten minutes like these dipshit kids. Anyways, as I was texting away the dog kept on walking, pulling me on our usual route through the neighborhood. And it’s then that I had a brilliant idea.
Blind people have seeing eye dogs to help mitigate their disability. Well, we could have dogs trained to help the people with texting disabilities.
Afraid your kid will walk into oncoming traffic in the freeway because of her texting disability? No problem. Attach the fully trained rover to their torso with a short lead and rover will keep them out of trouble!
It’s brilliant, absolutely and totally brilliant. In one fell swoop I’ve saved lives, created a whole new industry and tens of thousands of new jobs.
You’re welcome.












I’m a texting retard just not to that extent. I notice everything around me when I text. But I also hate talking on the phone and prefer typing. I’m weird like that. But a texting guardian dog would be an awesome idea.
HA!! What an idea…better patent it before someone steals it lol Personally, I prefer texting to talking most of the time if it’s not important … but not while driving, cause I’m too busy holding my sandwich, applying mascara, and reading my book.
What an excellent idea! My son’s girlfriend texts so fast that it doesn’t look natural. And believe it or not there are rarely any typos. Now if we could stop the dipshits from all the other stupid stuff they do.
Texting is so lame. I will never own a cellphone again in my life. I had one a couple years ago but never used the darned thing. Oh and noone wants a big rover pulling them along, don’t ya know the fad are those little babylike dogs? Ugh.
@Foxglove
I prefer neither. If i want to TALK to you for a long time, I prefer in person.
@WinkyTwinky
Oh. That’s YOU huh
@Theresa
They call those people “idiot savants”.
@Lady Sarcasm
You mean the useless ones that weigh 2 lbs and you put in your purse?
Seeing-Tard-Dogs. Brilliant.
Actually, this is the first idea you’ve had that is conceivable and–dare I say–ingenious.
@Chris
I’m pretty sure you couldn’t actually use the word ‘tard cuz of all that PC bullshit. Fucking PC crap!
@John J Savo
I’m just helping rebuild our shattered economy. I’m a patriot like that.
This is fantastic. Can we have seeing eye DRIVING dogs, too? Cause that’s totally how I crashed my car…
P.S. STOP UPSTAGING MY TMI THURSDAY, YOU GIGOLO.
(I usually call people “hookers”, so that’s the male equivalent, right?)
What a great idea! My husband just told me about a girl who fell in an uncovered manhole while tweeting as she walked along not looking where she was going. If she had a dog with her, this could have been avoided.
Hell, I’m in! Need an investment? That will score some big bucks at movie theaters and malls everywhere. Then all you need is someone to pick up all of the dog crap. There ya go. More jobs.
@LiLu
I’m sorry, but if you try it you can post it for next TMI thursday.
@Karen, author of “My Funny Dad, Harry”
When I was a teenager (about 12 years ago), tweeting was whistling, you know, using your lips.
@RedRaider
I like the way you think, Don
Matt. Really? I pour my heart out and all I get is texting?! I say we call it a wash and re-evaluate tomorrow?
Let’s both take one for the team…go big or go home. I don’t know what that means.
I am like the old dinosaur that swore the big one was not coming. I do not have a cell phone, but the Grands do. They sit next to each other on the couch and text each other. How lame.
I once caught the kid I have employed at work texting while putting away the dairy products at the same time. I just stood there wondering how he was able to do thow two things at the same time like that.