It happens to us all.
Autocorrect can be a tricky bastard to overcome at the best, most sober times. Once you’ve had a few (and then a few more), it becomes your worst enemy.
As an experiment, next time you’re out on the lash, you should try put an Irish place name into an iMessage and see just what autocorrect spits back out at you.
This is what happens when you cross drunk fingers, autocorrect and the word ‘Thurles.’
The grimmest part of that picture? “No service.” We wonder if she ever made it out of Thurles.
Cheers to Molly Cranberry for sending this our way. If you’ve got anything like this to show us, send it to us on Facebook or at [email protected].
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