Maybe cumaeansibyl is right and I should come back over here.
Ways to guarantee I no longer read/specifically hide your posts on FB:
(a) Post pictures of your/someone's/anyone's/anything's blackened toenail that is about to fall off.
(b) In repeated posts about your significant other, constantly refer to him/her as "your pookie" or "your schmoopie" or "your hunnybunnerfluffernutter" rather than by his/her name. Ostensibly, if we're friends on FB, I don't need to be reminded that Bill is "your babykins." I'm totally fine with "Bill." See also, using the word "hubby." Ever.
(c) Generate more than half your content from an external website that includes the word "laugh" or "humor" or "fail" or "funny" in the URL.
(d) Cram some Jesus down my throat.
(e) Hijack an otherwise fun, innocuous post about music to push some completely unrelated political garbage. Neil Peart is no reason to bring up Rush Limbaugh. Ever. See also, (d).
(a) Post pictures of your/someone's/anyone's/anything's blackened toenail that is about to fall off.
(b) In repeated posts about your significant other, constantly refer to him/her as "your pookie" or "your schmoopie" or "your hunnybunnerfluffernutter" rather than by his/her name. Ostensibly, if we're friends on FB, I don't need to be reminded that Bill is "your babykins." I'm totally fine with "Bill." See also, using the word "hubby." Ever.
(c) Generate more than half your content from an external website that includes the word "laugh" or "humor" or "fail" or "funny" in the URL.
(d) Cram some Jesus down my throat.
(e) Hijack an otherwise fun, innocuous post about music to push some completely unrelated political garbage. Neil Peart is no reason to bring up Rush Limbaugh. Ever. See also, (d).