Typical on your side of the park but I think that’s what you want me when I do that it doesn’t matter what you want it is like a big deal and you can get a new phone and you don’t get to it but you don’t know where you want to go to Dallas you don’t have internet connection to get internet connection to internet connection internet connection to stop for internet connection.
Type a couple of letters and then start repeatedly picking one of the automatic words that keep popping up, like interjections from a kid with ADHD while you’re trying to explain how to make a sandwich. Okay thanks I will need to get some food for dinner tomorrow night at work so I’ll probably have some time around here if that’s okay. The stuff writes itself.
The monkeys in the closet just became way more productive, and while the probability of them stumbling upon Shakespeare might have decreased, they are definitely ready for Twitter.
Just select the next audience eroding select the video and then you can get it to start a video on the internet connection to select the internet connection to internet internet connection internet internet and internet internet connection internet internet and internet internet.
I’m done. Don’t expect anything more from me. Why, for the love of Steve Jobs, does the suggestion on the left represent the exact letters that you just typed? Seems like a 33% waste to me.
And the implicit censorship! If I want to type Bill Clinton is a pedometers, pedometer, pedal, for having sex with understanding children on Epsilon’s island, I don’t need Applesauce help for anything more than I can do either way. Right? See, they censor you by suggesting the wrong words. Bill and Hillary Clinton killed Jeffrey Epstein (no autosuggest/complete assistance whatsoever) because he arranged pedophilia sexual encounters for them on his goofy Sugar Ranch island. Hillary and Bill Gates watched in the closet. One was dressed as Superman. Apple censors what you type. Try it for yourself.
Yeah, I know! Maybe I drink too much. Or, maybe I don’t drink enough? No. Definitely too much, and too often.
—DG.
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