Many of us use a swype-based typing on our phones. Sometimes the error-correction and predictive algorithms produce amusing results. My latest:
equivalent --> Warhammer
Nicotine—nether region.
Makes perfect sense, actually.
swype has recently decided my swype of “open” should be interpreted as “porn”. It also insist on interpreting “people” as “purple”. The annoying thing is I almost never intend to write porn or purple.
I once made a typo that my phone tried to correct to “the n-word.” Trying to rack my brain to remember when I would have typed that, I remembered in a CS thread on Luke Cage mentioning that the series would be 37 minutes long (or something like that) if every instance of “the n-word” was edited out. (I’m really glad I caught that one before it went out.)
You should write a whole story about purple people opening a porn shop.
My daughter fell recently and was worried she’d pinched a nerve.
I tried to say that she might have shooting pains down her leg if she had done that.
Then i corrected the mis-Swype, and added “If you experience shooting pigeons down your leg, please call 911 or Animal Control”.
“Thanks” seems to autocorrect to “Themis”. “Just” -> “Judy”.
We’ve decided that “tinstoning” = “driving in sucky, slow, bumper-to-bumper traffic on the interstate”. I was telling someone that my husband was attempting to drive home, and somehow what i sent was “… is attempting tinstone”.
Last summer, we had booked an AirBnB on Ile d’Orleans (sorry for lack of accents there). I was communicating with the landlady. Swype did not grok French. Evidently I said we were going to “manager” dinner, among other mis-translations.
“The shop is porn. I can see purple in there.”
I have never once intentionally typed the word “duck” into an instant message.
Someday, I hope my auto-correct figures this out.
On my phone? I have enough trouble motivating myself to write as it is!
We should trade sim cards. I’ve had the opposite problem, which you must admit has far more potential for disaster.
The cafe nearest my kids (now former) primary school is “The Rubber Duck Cafe” and forms the basis of a lot of very short messages within my friend group, frequently consisting of just “Duck??”
Luckily, none of our phones have Tru-Celt’s problem…
:eek: :rolleyes: 
ROFL!