That’s right kids.
Any of you that know me via the tweet machine know that I am a huge fan of bringing my phone into the shower with me while I scrub the skanky off. Why is this you may ask? Simple.
I HAVE A TWITTER OBSESSION.
Yup, its true. Not to mention, they call them CRACKBERRY for a reason. This miracle machine truly is legal crack. It does so much, why would I ever want to put it down?!
This may be part of the reason I have had three replacements in a year. I overuse my Blackberry and it eventually gives under the stress. It has feelings too ya know! It’s never very far from me and always finds its way shoved into my bra, kept close to my heart. Not for any other reason then the bra makes a damn good phone holder.
Despite all of this, I find it necessary to tweet (and now update my blog) while taking care of the most intimate of intimates. My next step will be to tweet while having sex, but the fella might have a problem with that.
Alright, so many of you may be wondering, “WHY MEGAN, HOW ARE YOU ABLE TO USE YOUR PHONE/TWEET/BLOG WHILE THERE IS WATER AND STEAM EVERYWHERE, POURING ALL OVER YOUR LADY PARTS?!”
Well, that’s simple:
I aim the shower at my back and keep my phone propped up, close to my chest. At this angle, the water stays on my back while the area in front around my chest is kept relatively dry, minus the ocassional wipe of the steam off my screen.
See, now you too can be a shower tweeter/blogger while seeming super cool and hip and being on the verge of destroying a very expensive piece of technology! You daredevil, you!
*I cannot be held responsible if you dumbasses decide to do this. I do not advocate having your phone near bodies of water. Just because I’m a moron, doesn’t mean you have to be. Or does it? Drink the kool-aid, bitches!*