I’m kind of a Mac whore (I suppose you could just say I’m kind of a whore, but that’s not a warm fuzzy, now is it?).
I own Big Mac, my desktop, the new iPad, an iPod, a MacBook Pro, and, of course, my i(CAN’T FUCKING)Phone. With the exception of my i(DON’T KNOW HOW TO)Phone, I love them all.
Hell, I even love my i(YOU’RE A SUCKER)Phone, although I have my days where I want to downgrade to a Not-Smart phone, just to be different than the rest of the world.
That, however, is neither here nor there.
When people started jabbering on about “Siri,” I honestly thought they were talking about Siri Cruise. I really did. I didn’t ask because
a) I don’t really care about Siri Cruise
2) I figured it would make me look like MORE of an idiot than I am. Which takes a LOT of work.
Anyway, I didn’t buy the new i(AM AN ASSHOLE)Phone when it came out. I have an i(fuck you)Phone 4, and really, there was no need for a new one. I mean, I’m always buying new technology (oh, how Old Aunt Becky would laugh at herself now), but that just seemed excessive.
Now that I learned what Siri is, I’m pretty sure I’m reversing my decision.
Siri can be my nanny!
Or my personal blogging assistant!
I just can’t wait to ask that bitch where my pants are.
What would you ask that bitch Siri, Pranksters?
P.S. Can you ask her where my pants are for me? I seem to have *ahem* misplaced them.
Photos by the illustrious iHubby.