The Joys of Autocorrect

Autocorrect—we love it and hate it:

We’ll, we’ll, we’ll . . . if it isn’t autocorrect.

Autocorrect can go straight to he’ll.

Autocorrect has become my worst enema.

I tried to say, “I’m a functional adult,” but my phone changed it to “fictional adult,” and I feel like that’s more accurate.

Thanks to autocorrect, 1 in 5 children will be getting a visit from Satan this Christmas.

The guy who invented autocorrect for smartphones passed away today. Restaurant in peace.

 

Contributed by Joe Bruno