Facebook, you officially made life better with your Pusheen stickers. Like, infinitely better. I was going to give up on FB...the people suck to much. And then, you added stickers. Now I have a reason to live online again. Thank you. *wipes away tear* And I really can't decide whether poking on FB is a form of flirting or goading people into suicide. I really can't.
I have decided my friend's fate. She is going to marry a potato and die of a heroin overdose in the dumpster behind McDonald's.
They see me trollin', they be hatin'.
You will not win this poke war, Lord and Master of Death. My Jedi skills are too dayum fine.
I had Lucky Charms for breakfast. I still feel the aftereffects of all those artificially colored, processed rainbows.
I sometimes troll children at Ross. They be running around, popping in and out of the racks and I suddenly drop everything I'm holding and exclaim in utter disgust, "WHAT are you DOING with your LIFE?!?!?!" Sit back and watch their confused expressions.
Bahahahahaha.......ah, trolling.
Excuse me y'all, I have some winning to do. That is, poke war winning.
Toodles!
Victory
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