Brother:  I’m going to send him a nasty message.

V:  But you’re drunk!

Brother:  So? You can help me. *starts typing* There. What do you think?

dear hammy you weiner how you going to dupe us for some other “group” i hate your face

V:  Um, well.

Brother:  I know….it looks like a 3rd grader wrote it.

V:  Maybe some punctuation would help.

Brother:  Nah, what I really need is a way to work in that if I ever need a hunter, he’ll be my last choice.

V:  What’s to work in? You’ve only written one sentence. Just make that the next sentence.

Brother:  *types some more* Ok, how about that?

V:  Now it looks like a 4th grader wrote it.

Brother:  Perfect.