Tasty!

So I have a problem. It normally happens between the hours of 4:00 AM and 5:00 AM on Friday or Saturday. It affects a lot of people I’m friends with and is extremely uncontrollable. People sometimes laugh at me and sometimes just think I am pathetic for doing it. No it’s not my bed wetting, it’s drunk e-mailing. In today’s age of technology, the once famed drunk txt’n is slowly being phased out by the now popular form of drunk e-mailing. How do we combat such an event? Simple: Google. Check out the official google blog from the other day:

Official Google Blog: Mail Goggles

These guys are nuts. They think of everything. I can’t wait for the real beer goggle prevention. Imagine this (which by the way knowing Google’s track record may not be so far-fetched) You take a picture of the girl you’re talking to and then upload the picture to Google. Google then asks you some simple math questions. Depending on how many you get wrong Google will distort the picture to the point where the girl may look like some sort of forest troll or farm animal. If you still cant tell whether shes a hit or not, then you clearly had too much to drink and you deserve to wake up next to her…it’s called social responsibility and I’ll gladly take Google as the mayor this town.

The Office Balller,
Besto