I smashed my phone last night. We’ve all done it. You miss a pocket or get a case of butterfingers and the next thing you know you texting on a piece of abstract art. The new iPhone comes out today, though. I’ve heard it has a better screen.
I’m not going to get a new iPhone. (I’ll get the screen fixed.) Nevertheless, Digg’s new supercut of phone destruction feels weirdly satisfying. I guess I could’ve had it worse.