Hey, guys. Do you ever hate your friends? Because I do.
And not even in that girl way.
I mean, we all know that girls are supposed to hate their friends. It's just that they're extremely fickle, and can't help but be perpetually afflicted with PMS/menopause/post-menopause menopause.
But I'm pretty sure my current Friend Hatred defies all these prescribed gender norms and/or bodily functions ... even when the rest of society (a makeshift tampon) seems to be collapsing under the weight of so much unchecked reproductive blood.
I simply hate 'em!
For god's sake. Just the other day, a "friend" trolling about my Facebook dared to post something "funny" underneath something funny I had posted.
Oh really?
The bitch got more cyberspace thumbs-up than I did.
Alright, "friend." Is MY Facebook YOUR personal venue for egotistic, pseudo-funny expression? NO. MY Facebook is MY venue for egotistic, pseudo/fuck that, I'm hilariously funny expression.
As for you, "friend." You may only LOOK at my Facebook for inspirational and/or masturbational purposes.
Pull another one your pseudo-funnies, and I'm going to have to murder you.
Hockey-stick-to-the-throat style.
