South Carolina man gains another way to talk to his wife, head asplodes

Dateline: Fort Mill, South Carolina
11/11/08

A South Carolina man just found out the limit of human ability-to-keep-one's-shit-together, when he introduced his wife to the online micro-blogging service Twitter.

"Everything was fine, and then -pop- a little gasket must have let go in my skull," the man said in a phone interview from the mental hospital he just checked into. "There I was, I had just updated my status in Facebook, when my gmail got a note that my wife had sent me a private message in Facebook. While I was replying to that message, my gmail notified me that she had commented on my Facebook status. As I surfed over to read that comment, gmail chat beeped at me and told me that she needed the lyrics to a song or a recipe for tripe or something, and then she tweeted on Twitter how much she loved me. And then my bowels let go."

The man is resting comfortably in his suite at Lazy Rainbows Mental Hospital. He can be reached via Twitter, Facebook private message, Facebook Wall, Facebook comment, Gmail chat, Gmail, SMS, cell phone, his office phone which forwards to his cell phone, US Mail, carrier pigeon, certified courier, semaphore, and Cherokee smoke signals. Until the lithium kicks in.

Comments

[Stephanie Renner]

Very funny very funny!!!

[JazzmanU47]

I would have commented sooner, but didn't know how to get ahold of you...

[Ancil Ray]

Was that an autobiographical post?

[Robyn]

That made me laugh out loud! Now people in my office are looking at me funny....

[Kimber]

i KNEW asplodes was a word!!

[Carol Dee]

Umm...Eli....weren't yall in the same house when this was going on? The pressure's just got to you man. Just go upstairs and talk to her for real! But I'll come visit you at the Bin just the same.

[worshipfan]

HA! I can so relate. I keep trying to figure out why I'm not being very productive....it couldn't be because I've given people approximately eleventy hundred different ways to get in touch with me?