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August 07, 2011

Twatter and the Bookface

Well the Interweb ain't what it used to be. Nobody cared if I bought some socks or if I had a tuna-fish sandwich yesterday. I'd probably get punched in the face for wasting someone's time on stupid shit.

We didn't need to text a message to somebody in the same house. In fact if we did something like that we would be laughed at for being an idiot. I must be old.