I occasionally misspeak. We all do. Then, there’s autocorrect, which makes it look like we misspeak more than other times.
My favorite autocorrect of this month so far was about mashed potatoes. I guess I’ve been texting about masks and whatnot. I guess my phone decided that my potatoes needed to be masked. It is a funny visual. I should have someone draw me one.
It makes me think of a superhero. The Masked Potato and his sidekick, Butter Boy! No capes!
bookworm at the gym 