The Onosecond
Wired magazine once defined the 'onosecond' as the time between hitting 'send' and realising that you really didn't mean to send that to your granny.
What inappropriate email/text/photo have you sent to wrong people? Are they speaking to you any more?
( , Thu 26 May 2005, 10:15)
Wired magazine once defined the 'onosecond' as the time between hitting 'send' and realising that you really didn't mean to send that to your granny.
What inappropriate email/text/photo have you sent to wrong people? Are they speaking to you any more?
( , Thu 26 May 2005, 10:15)
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A while ago..
..so I'm meeting up with a girl that I met in the local club while quite drunk. The only way that I knew who it was I was ment to say 'Hello again!' was to go to the bar and not look at anyone till I had a tap on the shoulder.
I get a tap and spin round to come to face with a stunning girl with a body to die for - not believing my luck we retire to table and spend hours in great convo.
Later she goes to the bar and I use the opportunity to start bragging to my mates - being very expressive about both her looks and how it is now my lifes mission to sleep with her. I press send just as she returns and look at the message 'Sent to Hannah (fit girl)'.
AAAAGH!
I have no choice but to wait till she receives it and snatch it before she does. Some how I manage this and blag a cover.
She accepted my half baked story and we went on long enough for me to find out that she is a crazy ego mad bitch - she's still my fuk buddy now! yay!
apologies for lent and birth
( , Thu 26 May 2005, 16:26, Reply)
..so I'm meeting up with a girl that I met in the local club while quite drunk. The only way that I knew who it was I was ment to say 'Hello again!' was to go to the bar and not look at anyone till I had a tap on the shoulder.
I get a tap and spin round to come to face with a stunning girl with a body to die for - not believing my luck we retire to table and spend hours in great convo.
Later she goes to the bar and I use the opportunity to start bragging to my mates - being very expressive about both her looks and how it is now my lifes mission to sleep with her. I press send just as she returns and look at the message 'Sent to Hannah (fit girl)'.
AAAAGH!
I have no choice but to wait till she receives it and snatch it before she does. Some how I manage this and blag a cover.
She accepted my half baked story and we went on long enough for me to find out that she is a crazy ego mad bitch - she's still my fuk buddy now! yay!
apologies for lent and birth
( , Thu 26 May 2005, 16:26, Reply)
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