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Here is a sample of the last few texts I sent out:

"Best friend!!! Burgers tomorrow are you down or are you bail"
"Oh supa chell then, im a hundred percent there!!!"
"Hahahhaahhahahhahahah yes! Im like eighty percent sure I an go lemme make sure I can take of work!!"
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
"Anne frank, babe. It was all the power of anne!!!!"
"Are you home im dowstairs!!!!!!"

As is obvious, my text messages are so ENTHUSIASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think it makes my texts so much more fun to read. It's like I'm always shouting and laughing at the same time, like I'm constantly being tickled by a tiny tickle monster or something. So exciting, so bright, so communicative.

But others do not find it quite as charming. I get sporadic diss from my betches (can you believe it? My betches!) about my text excitement! Well fuck all the haters! In a New York Times article entitled Talking (Exclamation) Points, a wonderful someone else seems to support my enthusiasm for enthusiasm:

Walter Kirn, author of “Up in the Air,” sees no reason to curb his enthusiasm. “The text message and the exclamation point are made for each other, and I’m glad they finally found each other,” he said. “They’re both one-note forms of communication, without music, without connotation and atmosphere, but they do have their uses.”

“To me, there’s no more shame in filling text messages with exclamation points,” he added, “three at a time, if necessary, than there is in using strings of expletives while arguing politics at an Irish pub.”

KISS MY ARSE, WANKERS!!!!!! (This said, of course, as it is appropriate in my situation and in an Irish pub. . .)