#3-1 (two thousand and mine)

[posteverything]

I don’t have many friends on Facebook, comparatively speaking. If I had to guess, which is all that it would be, a guess: I have the least amount of friends out of all the friends that I have. It isn’t like I’ve looked at all fifty of their profiles to see. Still, each one of the ones that I remember having looked at, as far as I remember, they

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[superhappytime]

I have maybe 60 people on facebook, and too many are college people I don't really care about. And the rest are high school. And aunts and uncles.

[posteverything]

Well, that's the thing...out of my 50 people on Facebook, probably only about half of them are people I would even stop to say "hi" to if I were to see them somewhere out in public. The rest are hot chicks.

[superhappytime]

I used to get the hot chicks on myspace. Usually recently coming out of divorces and looking for a nice guy to treat them right and screw the memory of their ex away. Man, myspace. I miss it. Facebook only leads to coworkers and siblings of high school sweethearts and great aunts finding me and my pictures of seaworld.

[posteverything]

It's sad how much I relate, minus Seaworld. However it is somewhat fun, at least it is for me, to post something completely inappropriate on somebody's wall...one where I know that someone like their grandmother is also going to see it.

Juvenile yeah, but it's at least a break from the monotony.

[superhappytime]

I used to try that, thought it was shocking how many peopled just didn't notice. It was just like posting "I'm doing laundry!" Possibly because nobody reads, they just chirp away, so comments like "dude, is that jizz on your chin" go unnoticed.

[posteverything]

That's when you resort to writing something three paragraphs long, all caps, with more instances of profanity than Harlem Nights. People are a lot more Internet-jaded than they used to be...but still, there's a line. Like Neo-Nazi rhetoric, for example.

[luckaduck]

I'd like to think of myself as the former, rather than the latter. I'd totally say "hi" to you if I were in good ol' Missour-a. Although... Facebook tells me that you do seem to think that I needn't avoid tight clothes.

YES I HAVE FINALLY ACHIEVED MY GOAL OF BECOMING A HOT CHICK

[posteverything]

Of course there are limits, Lucky. I wouldn't necessarily condone your wandering about DC in a leotard, or just a bunch of plastic wrap bundled around you, but yeah. If you got it, might as well use it. Time has unfortunately been hinting at me that we're only young once.