Chances are no one is reading this because you have more important things to do with your lives, such as Facebook crap no one even cares about, or pretend to be someone you're not. You post 5 million pics of your baby in different poses. Wow, awesome. So original. It's a waste of server space if you ask me. What do people care about? They look twice at the months in between pics; you know, the pics before your baby had hair, and then the ones with a full head. Yes, you're proud. We get it. So you like to brag about using your child support money to buy stuff for yourself. So you like to pretend to be in a relationship that you know means nothing. You like to get drunk and make mistakes, but then "tee hee" about it and assume your partner will forgive you. Ok, this is bullshit. Reality check. I remember when beepers were the machine of the century. Typing "143" meant I love you. I had an entire 8x11 page full of code. I even had a gold chain that attached my beeper to my belt. I was cool then because that was considered bling. And of course it was. Who wants to carry a 20lb grey cellphone around? No no. It's better to get a beep, pull your car over, and use the pay phone. And if you were lucky, Burger King was next door and you could light up a cig inside and chill. So, why Facebook? Here's why: you don't know any better. It's crack and it's addictive. More power to them I say. If you used my crack 24 hours a day, I could care less why you used it, as long as you kept coming back. I am jealous of Mark Zucky. However, anyone can be creative. Just get a Harvard drop out to write your coding. By the way ladies, he is single.
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