Damn mutant fingers
I know it probably isn’t the most glamorous gig, being my fingers. You spend a decent amount of time performing various useful tasks up my nose and in other crevices. Your hard work is appreciated.
Even so, when even the post-post post (being the post posted immediately after accidentally posting a half-baked stream of consciousness that was never supposed to be see the light of day) goes off half cocked, necessitating this post-post-post post, I start to question whether you are intentionally sabotaging my efforts.
Kindly do not press the publish button again until I tell you to. If you even try blaming the iPad version of WordPress, I will go back to blogging with my toes.