So I spent last Saturday night with my godparents. My folks went to Rocky’s high school musical. A rousing rendition of Hello Dolly.
I wasn’t invited. Instead, I hung out with Aunt Christy and Uncle Burt.
It was a cozy evening with a little collegiate basketball and some Winter Olympics. Aunt Christy made some wings in an air fryer that is larger than me. I entertained them with my near constant babbling and waving. But the highlight of the night was some clandestine texting.
I almost got away with it until Aunt Christy issued the following report to my Mom:
“So I put Disney instrumental music on my phone for Becky last night. Instead of lulling her to sleep she grabbed my phone and sent my college friend group text a message.”
Busted. Here’s the message that I sent:
“S43zerwq÷-4E4e’a .no cnsqqq3s s“
Aunt Christy thinks that it’s an important message that needs to be decoded.
My lips are sealed.