Facebook is weird.
I've always been a little weirded out by Facebook's gifts - you know, those little icons that you can pay a dollar to send to someone who probably would rather just have a conversation with you. Some of them are cute, but recently they've been downright weird. For instance:
The Turkey Baster. I didn't think there was any possible way for this item to be more useless than it is in real life, but Facebook managed it.
The Birthday Cake. This cake looks delicious. Just looking at it makes me sad that I'm not actually eating cake right now. DAMN YOU, FACEBOOK.
The Pickle. Okay, I love pickles as much as the next person. I do. Still, I don't think anyone loves them this much.
The Engagement Ring. Nothing says "I love you" like a virtual proposal. Next week they'll exchange vows over AIM.
The Piece of Buttered Toast. Reminds me of that Mitch Hedberg bit: "Peter Frampton is a musical legend, but I don't know any of his music. When you're with a legend, and you don't know their body of work, you have to divert from that fact. It's like: 'Hey Peter Frampton ... do you like toast, too? Yes, as do I. It is both warm and crispy, and a perfect place for jelly to lay. Now stay away from me, Frampton, I ain't got shit to say to you!'
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The Turkey Baster. I didn't think there was any possible way for this item to be more useless than it is in real life, but Facebook managed it.
The Birthday Cake. This cake looks delicious. Just looking at it makes me sad that I'm not actually eating cake right now. DAMN YOU, FACEBOOK.
The Pickle. Okay, I love pickles as much as the next person. I do. Still, I don't think anyone loves them this much.
The Engagement Ring. Nothing says "I love you" like a virtual proposal. Next week they'll exchange vows over AIM.
The Piece of Buttered Toast. Reminds me of that Mitch Hedberg bit: "Peter Frampton is a musical legend, but I don't know any of his music. When you're with a legend, and you don't know their body of work, you have to divert from that fact. It's like: 'Hey Peter Frampton ... do you like toast, too? Yes, as do I. It is both warm and crispy, and a perfect place for jelly to lay. Now stay away from me, Frampton, I ain't got shit to say to you!'
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