Facebook is the new Tobacco
I don’t have many friends. I am a believer in quality not quantity and those people I call friends are the ones who would drop everything to help if I were in trouble. Equally I would be just as quick … Continue reading →
Category Archives: Facebook
The Cesspool Effect
Herself was browsing around Farcebook the other evening. "Good Grief!" says she [or words to that effect] "Take a look at this!" I took a look and this is what I saw – Herself has an electrofag which she uses … Continue reading →
Ice bucket my arse
I am completely baffled by this "ice bucket" thing. What in the name of fuck is it all about? As far as I can gather, someone has to be "challenged". They have to then endure being filmed while someone pours … Continue reading →
Grandad is dead
News of my death trickled in slowly. Herself was the first to notice something was amiss which I suppose is only natural. She was browsing around Farcebook [which accounts for about 99.999% of her time on the Interweb] when she … Continue reading →
