Broken glass my patooty...You'd dance across a pond full of crocodiles...with your hands tied behind your back and a garbage bag (clean) over your head...You old fart...
You certainly have found Facebook...You're going strong there...What am I going to do with you?
....and when I got to her, I'd kiss her cute little ass until she barked like a Fox!
Facebook:- I got conned into that, and I don't think it's really where I belong. I'm not "looking for love in all the wrong places" and all these relatives and friends I'm supposed to be comparing notes with aren't all that interested in an old guy that's already four years past his expiry date. So any day now, I think I'll pull the plug on that one.
I prefer blogging, because it's more familiar, and I have more control over what's on here. Getting suggestions for friends in Bunga-Bunga with names I can't pronounce isn't for me. This was supposed to be part of a process of discovering distant relatives, but it isn't working out as I thought. Either I'm not interesting enough, or my deodorant has died. Something's wrong!
Facebook seems designed for those who love to get their shots off in one or two pungent and pithy lines, and as a famous author once said, "In six pages, I can't even say "hello"."
Broken glass my patooty...You'd dance across a pond full of crocodiles...with your hands tied behind your back and a garbage bag (clean) over your head...You old fart...
ReplyDeleteYou certainly have found Facebook...You're going strong there...What am I going to do with you?
....and when I got to her, I'd kiss her cute little ass until she barked like a Fox!
ReplyDeleteFacebook:-
I got conned into that, and I don't think it's really where I belong. I'm not "looking for love in all the wrong places" and all these relatives and friends I'm supposed to be comparing notes with aren't all that interested in an old guy that's already four years past his expiry date. So any day now, I think I'll pull the plug on that one.
I prefer blogging, because it's more familiar, and I have more control over what's on here. Getting suggestions for friends in Bunga-Bunga with names I can't pronounce isn't for me. This was supposed to be part of a process of discovering distant relatives, but it isn't working out as I thought. Either I'm not interesting enough, or my deodorant has died. Something's wrong!
Facebook seems designed for those who love to get their shots off in one or two pungent and pithy lines, and as a famous author once said, "In six pages, I can't even say "hello"."