Wednesday, 23 February 2011

the day of a thousand posts

Well guess who had an extremely productive day on facebook, and conversely an extremely unproductive day in the real world. Some might even be so bold as to suggest a tentative link between the two.

That first question was of course rhetorical, my own personal favourite linguistic and literary tool employed by those old greek dudes. screw you hyperbole emos, you think everything is the end of the world.

My mother asked me what MILF stood for today. "Man I love facebook!" i said, before telling her. There do seem to be a lot of them kicking about lately, kicking toddlers in arm, causing their slightly bigger than average boobs to jiggle in the cold september sun.

On holiday currently, making the burden of free time even heavier on these broad manly shoulders. Atlas had it easy. Giant TV's and impromptu drinking are my current distractions. Trying to keep up with this as well, but liquor comes out easier

Isn't it awkward when not smart people try to talk smart to you. Is this a confession or condemntaion?

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