I'm kinda a dick
Last summer at my camera store, it was "70s Day," and my manager at the time decided to dress like some mook from the 70s. No big deal, except he decided to take pictures. He made prints of them, and hid them in the store. Needless to say, that was a bad idea. My friend Birk and I found these pictures after our new manager rearranged the store a month or so ago. I got the brilliant idea of making a fake myspace for him and friending everyone he knows (and about 100 he doesn't) as a joke and then friending his actual name. I didn't act on it until tonight.
I took the pictures Birk and I found, scanned them, saved them to floppy, and put them on my computer. Just tonight I finished making Rej's fake myspace, Sergin Intuju.
I'm pretty proud of it. So what I need you all to do, is friend him, and have your friends friend him too. That way by the time I show Rej this thing he'll have like 200-300 friends. Is this immature? Absolutely. But damn it makes me smile.
I took the pictures Birk and I found, scanned them, saved them to floppy, and put them on my computer. Just tonight I finished making Rej's fake myspace, Sergin Intuju.
I'm pretty proud of it. So what I need you all to do, is friend him, and have your friends friend him too. That way by the time I show Rej this thing he'll have like 200-300 friends. Is this immature? Absolutely. But damn it makes me smile.