predictive text

So, it amuses me that my cellphone knows "vagina" but not "penis".

Also, I find a certain poetry in the slippages of meaning that can occur because of predictive text.

In a lazy text to someone with whom you share a wavelength, you can call someone a citag, or tell them that the essay you're handing in is a piece of shiv, and they'll know what you mean.

But my favourite is the doomboust. My old boyfriend and I used to meet at the doomboust all the time. It's supposed to be text for 'foodcourt' but it's actually what you get if you're overenthusiasticwith the o button.