Attack of the Smart Phone, 1

My text to my dad (or something very similar):

“I’ve been in bed relaxing today. My stomach is upset and I have a bad case of the shits”—–

 

Enter the “Smart” phone.

“”I’ve been in bed relaxing today. My stomach is upset and I have a bad case of the shots”—–

 

Dad:

Ok just be careful, you don’t want to be drinking that much.

Me:

I don’t drink, Dad. I meant to say shits but the phone changed it.

Dad: Ok. I saw shots shits so…

 

Dumb Smart Phone!!!