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Frosted Flakes: A Frying Pan, Nervous Chickens, And The Letter ‘T’

Okay, so my Macbook Pro is broken. It’s broken. The ‘t’ key doesn’t work at all. That is broken. If it were the ‘z’ key, I wouldn’t give a shit, because I could still spell ‘shit’.

‘T’ - think about it. How many things involved the letter ‘t’. All the best words involve the letter ‘t’.

Shit.
Tit - it’s a small bird, get your minds out of the gutter.
I hate Iowa
Gin and Tonic
Nearly all of my passwords, dammit.
Heart Attack -wait, no
We’ll go on.

I am typing this now on a cheap, crappy Lenovo refurbished laptop I bought for $200 to take to events.