Hotties For Sale!
I still haven't figured out all the facets of Facebook. I don't want to grab a Tommy gun and join a mafia. I don't want to put on hip boots and raise a farm. I don't want to be poked or farukled or tagged unless I'm it. I don't care enough to score high on obscure trivia contests that Cheers' Cliff Claven would wrap his head around.
Now a dear Facebook friend from a continent away has added me to a photo collage implying that I am not only desirable but for sale as a Hottie? I harken back to the time when only social blogs existed because they seem like simpler times right now. Hold on. I'm getting a text message on my cell phone...something about 700 rubles for an hour of my time. Will travel.
Labels: current events
posted by Joe Tornatore | 7:38 PM
8 Comments:
Im not really sure what to say about this...Ill let you explain later :)Di
I tried to explain it to you. Your daughter walked into the room and interrupted our conversation. I minimized the screen if by some chance you returned to broach the subject. I shut off my computer around midnight.
When did you realize your car was still parked at my house? Maybe, when you walked out of your house this morning to momentarily discover your car may have been stolen?
I was inside the car all night. What are you talking about?
oh, that explains the coffee mug and pair of slippers left at the curb.
JOE, i THINK YOU'RE A HOTTIE! CATHERINE MARY
anonymous,
hardy hardy.
catherine mary,
thanks
I don't know if you're a hottie, but I do know that you're one cool dude!
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