Bethany’s epic status-based retelling of her daughter’s first proper visit to the Necessary Room brings to bear an epidemic peeve on Facebook: account holders that post pictures of their offspring in their profile image as opposed to pictures of themselves. Some might contend that it’s no big deal: the Information Age equivalent of the proud office display of wallet 2×3s. Problem is, these misguided showoffs make sure that these images are permanently changed out with fresh ones in infinite sequence, making sure everyone knows what unimpressive rite of passage their brats have performed (like not crapping themselves), reinforced by the asinine comments of account holders with their own over-coddled broods, encouraging their fellow self-absorbed freaks to maintain this endless cycle. One that plays out itself out tens of millions of times every day in the blue halls of FB, taking up valuable bandwidth that would otherwise be dedicated to the exchange of more enriching information such as cute new flip-flops that don’t fit and how drunk that one girl got last night bro. Cryin’ shame, really.
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Things that I understand: You have been having “tantric sex” for 12 hours. You encourage others to have “tantric sex” because you obviously enjoy it. You offer helpful advice and your friends return it with a concern for your hydration.
Things I do not understand: Is your real name King or are you an actual king? The latter would make more sense due to the fact that you are having “tantric sex.” Next, 12 hours? Seriously? No one believes that. Also, what kind of girl lets you stop and update your facebook status during “tantric sex.”
I hope you are joking because nobody buys it. It’s lame. Congratulations.
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