And even if you are by now a well-versed addict, drowning in a sea of Li'l Green Patch requests and Mafia War mob hits, you'll enjoy reminiscing of simpler days when getting poked was your worst frustration (and not knowing if poking people was a euphemism for something).
PLUS, now that my dad has recently discovered a portal into the world of Facebook, it's a good reminder to me -- and all of you -- to beef up them security settings PRONTO!!
I don't think The Big Tony cares to see how talented I am at drinking from a keg, through a plastic tube, upside down while dangling by my feet.
Hahhahaaa... kidding.
But made ya almost look, didn't it?
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