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6 comments:
I totally agree with your statement, but I'm not on MySpace or Facebook. I'll write it out on a note right here on my desk IRL.
This is a facebook thing, isn't it? I'm gonna have to get me one of those facebook pages but I worry that no one will want to be my friend. Isn't that the site where if you don't have at least 600 registered friends people laugh at you? I hate being laughed at!
That's MySpace, Swami. If you go to Facebook, I will be your friend. And I will tell my Mom to be your friend, too. And I bet I could pay Arkie to be your friend. But be careful. She has been petting my girlfriend's fluff a lot.
I haven't petted Michelle's fluff anymore than I've petted your fluff, Bravie. So there. *sticks tongue out*
I'll be your friend. I'll even write on your wall.
You get flair on Facebook.
Michelle is addicted to flair. We were at the flea market this weekend and there was a corkboard with pins on it. She was like a 3 year old who spotted Santa. She pointed and yelled "look, flair". *snort*
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