i concur dragon, I’m having to work really hard to get anything out of these post that I ain’t already said on the others… An I can only repeat what I’ve already said so many time without being sarcastic about it. After that I just stop speaking.
@lex the “see friendship” thing freaked me the fuck out when I clicked on it. It catalogs EVERYTHING you do or pics or wall posts and what ever. I clicked on one between my sister and I and they have it organized to look like a profile…I’m seriously a little creeped out…I feel like FB has taken creeping to a whole new level.
Also, I just found Vicky obnoxious….and Lance the uncle a little creepy.
Haha any old schoolers remember the whole Jason thing with Sabrina and Angela? Hahaha and he ended up finding it and freaked out for hours in the comments section saying he was going to call the cops and hire a lawyer and get us all in trouble? Oh the memories…
I thought Vicky was really lame at first. But I LOL’d at “Just kidding facebook friends, I don’t poop” The TMI was unintentional as she didn’t realize it’d be public, ok. But I kinda hate that whole “girls don’t poop/fart” thing. BTW, I guess we also don’t have orgasms either? (Although… old people, extreme conservatives, and men don’t believe we do.) Can’t have have the good without the bad.
@MsBuzz #9 – I agree with your last statement. However, maybe it’s possible they had had a one night stand (I guess hence the “I don’t know if you remember me” bit) and maybe since they weren’t serious about each other they didn’t like…exchange phone #’s or anything, and that this is the first she’s been able to find/contact him? If that is the case, at least she’s letting him know he HAS a kid and to give him a say. Some women wouldn’t even be decent enough to do that much.
I like the Vicky one – ‘Facebook friends, only joking! I don’t poop!’ She’s clearly got a sense of humour.
Oh, and Bastien – apart from anything else, the name? I assume it’s an abbrevieation of Sebastian, but surely there’s a pun there about… the last bastion of cyber-approriateness, or something like that. I don’t know, I’m tired, but it’s there somewhere.
I’m in a bad mood today and I just hate the emmas and bastiens of the world. I have to get back to work to pay for all the bastien juniors’ “free” healthcare so the bastiens get get back to impregnating more girls. Because child support just cramps these guys style. And the emmas will no doubt whine about how immature men (of which i am one) are so immature while I get stuck with the tax bills for raising their kids.
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! You know what’s even better? Some of these kids you’re paying to raise aren’t even American citizens! Illegal immigrants: you’re buying them healthcare! (I work for Medicaid. It’s true.)