I was sending and recieving photos with my girl and my phone died on me after I got a nice explicit one of her and she got all worried I didn’t like it cause it took me forever to get home and plug my phone in.

I got my first cell phone in highschool at age 17 (approximately 15 years late by current standards)and last month, at age 25, I bought an iphone. My second phone ever. The fact that I managed entirely to skip the “holy crap it’s got a camera on it” phone generation and about a dozen phone changes for each friend should mean that I’m exceptionally responsible and never damage or lose my phone. In fact, the truth is exactly the opposite, my phone had been abused more than any other peice of technology since photoshop. On one occasion while bike touring Italy I managed to drop my phone somewhere along the road. I didn’t notice until days later that it had gone missing so I figured that it was gone and resolved to never see it again. Until I got home. There in front of my door was an aeromail package from a man in Lizzano who’d found my phone along the side of the road and whose daughter had contacted my friend via facebook to get my mailing address. So there it was, my phone, like a small metallic, vibrating stalker, waiting for me to return. The best part of this whole exchange was that the old man had a request attached to the phone; a bottle of Tobasco sauce. He even included a mailing label.

Well I’m starting off with a warning this one is “Adult Only” I know this is “The Smoking Jacket” but, this is a CRAZY Story.
So I with this girl (Sue) about 2yrs. ago. She was a Freak (the good kind of freaky) & we’re makin’ out hard rounding 3rd on the way to home when she stops me & says She loves to have “things” stuck up her butt while she … “makes love” (love had nothing to do with it I’m just trying to be polite), so I had a quick look around & as we were in the parking lot of a Hot Springs, Phallic props were in short supply so in a moment of lust & without to much thinking I grabbed my Sony Ericson slide phone tossed it in a condom & Bobs Your Uncle. After the “deed” was done I removed my Phone from the dome & found that the screen was fogged from the inside< I guess that being wrapped in latex & stuck in a tight damp place caused Sweating that fogged my screen, 2 days later the speaker quit & the phone was done but it was worth it at least from my point of view (the story has hands down been the nuttiest sex story told among my friends)& I'm fairly sure she enjoyed it as well although she probably would have preferred a good old fashion butt plug. I often think about Sue & wish we had, had more than 3 days together.

My phone was lifted from my person and a couple of days later while on a bus to buy a new one I saw some woman with it on the street, I knew it was mine because of a sticker and bent antenna. It was a rough part of market street so I just let it go. Good times. Ugh

This happened about a year ago or so. I went to an amusement park and rode one of those roller coaster rides that turn you upside down. I had my phone in my shirt pocket thinking that it would be okay. Well i was wrong. I did not know that until after the ride however. When i got off the roller coaster, i was feeling the rush as you normally would and shortly after exiting and walking towards the next ride i noticed my phone was missing. I put two and two together and realized it must of fell out. About 50 ft from the exit i saw my phone, completely destroyed. FML!!!

I work at a brewery, and give tours of said brewery. I’m a girl, so end up being pretty popular with the boys. One day, I was showing these cute guys the bottling area in the brewery, where are on a balcony overlooking the bottling operation. I set my phone down and was trying to act all cool, and one of the cute guys asked me a question. Not thinking, I moved my hand and dropped my phone 30 feet to it’s doom.

I looked like a total dork because then I had to leave the group, and go down to the bottling line to get my phone, and just ended up looking like a total a**hole. So much for getting their number.

i was at a party at this mansion on miami beach, and got completely loaded at the open bar, mostly from taking jello shots. they had every flavor, watermelon, lime, cherry, orange, etc. apparently 30 or so jello shots wasn’t enough, so i decided to steal a bunch of them and take them home with me by smuggling them out of the party in my jeans pocket. when i got home, i realized my cell phone had been in the same pocket, covered in sticky jello, completely ruined. i didnt even care at the time, i still guzzled whatever of the shots was left, and my phone smelled delicious.

I have the Twilight Zone set on my iPhone 4 as the ringtone. Our home sits on a large salt water pond,, which goes to the ocean. Early this summer I was kayaking, and like usual I had my phone with me. I keep the Kayak on a cradle on our dock, so after going for a spin, I put it back on its cradle, but did not realize my phone had fallen into the Kayak Later in the day I realized I had lost the phone but I could not find it. That evening my wife and I went to the dock to sit and watch the evening sky – something we often do. Off in the distance over the ocean, which is only 1/2 mile away from us it began to lightening and thunder All of a sudden, I hear the Twilight Zone ringtone coming for the Kayak – as if we were at the beginning of some episode of the TV program. I pulled back the cover and there was the phone caught on the seat under a safety cushion, a little damp, but working like a champ.