I did like Facebook for a while. It seemed like a more sober and
sensible version of MySpace. Now look at it.
I do not want to be a vampire. My skin is pasty enough as it is, and I
shun sunlight anyway.
I do not want to be a Werewolf. I'm hairy enough right now.
I do not want to have a Poo Fight with you. That is just disgusting.
Why the hell would I want to join a group called "Make Brian Get His
Hair Cut"? Maybe I should start a group called "Balding Longhaired
Ukulele Playing Ex-Goths With Shite Cameras". No doubt I'd get 732
members within a week.
Ok, so I would like to be a pirate, because I look good in a pirate
shirt. But i'm always going to be more Barbossa than Sparrow, so I'll
decline that invitation too. Actually, i'm not even cool enough to be
Barbossa. I'm not even the fat idiot who hangs about with the bloke from
The Office. I'm not even as cool as the monkey.
I'm bored with your likeness quizzes, fed up with that world travelling
bear, utterly tits-off with whatever you've written on my wall today,
and not only cheesed off, but utterly fondued off with the whole bloody
thing.
I'm about 3 microns (because saying "this far" won't work in a typed
rant) away from deleting my facebook account. If you want to contact me,
use email. Or the phone. Don't frig about using a crappy social
networking site that annoys the teeth out of me so much that I will
never need to see a dentist ever again.
Oh, by the way... Buy
my book... but don't complain if its crap.
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