Anoxic Oak

Zounds, Autocorrect!

Today I attempted to tell Sylvia that I had arranged a trip to IKEA with Sean. The text above is supposed to read "I need two small bookcases so Sean and I are going to go Sunday morning." Somehow my iPhone decided I should attend church with Brother Aeam.

This garbled text message is mild compared to some of those seen on one of my favourite websites, Damn You Autocorrect! Hours of fun.