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I was pretty sure I had seen her before and - KABLAMM - it came to me in a moment of inspiration. Same thing happened awhile back - might even be in this thread - when plommer posted pics of someone he friended and unbeknownst to him the pictures being used were of porn star/model Maria Ozawa.

It was knownst to me though. Like Sunny Leone, she is not just a banged-up skank but a more memorable top-end babe. I have looked at my share of porn and models in my time and I have a ridiculous memory for some things.

As was commented at the time, I was born to recall porn.



She later made her Bollywood debut in Pooja Bhatt's erotic thriller Jism 2.


Jism 2. Noice.
 
But seriously facebook, why is it necessary for me to see all the country music acts that some idiot has clicked :like: for.

It's an endless parade. It keeps changing - there must be hundreds of them or more. On and on. Linda Ronstadt, Ronnie Milsap, The fucking Judds. Who on earth could give a shit about that level of detail of someone's dopey little preferences. What am I supposed to do with this information?

Like sure, he is my quote-unquote "friend" - but it's not like he's my friend.

Quote-unquote "fuck off"
 
Of course Rubyn shares his like for many of them. No end to Rubyn's likes that get shown to me.



Here's my other gripe: my sister has become a nice person.

A fucking nice person.

I don't know what to do. I remember a time 15-20 years ago when my sister and I had a fairly close relationship. We joked around and had dark messages going back and forth about who we would like to kill and whatever. Normal stuff.

But time moves on and she found a husband and surprisingly had a kid - great ---> but now she's all nice. Like aggressively nice. It's seriously ridiculous.

First of all anything that has to do with the welfare of children is a cause for her. She makes these earnest facebook pleas and whatnot. They're all nice - no doubt - but :fok:

Then there was a recent case of this kid who went missing in Calgary. Terrible thing. I'm not saying it's not. But she does status updates like I'm praying every minute of every day for the safe return of Nathan O'Brien.

For one thing, I didn't know she prayed. I feel sure we regularly cut religion to shreds when we were closer. You can't be close to me for more than about a day without the subject coming up. But okay, so she prays. Every minute of every day? Come on. That's sickeningly nice.

But okay, maybe you do pray - every fucking minute of every fucking day for that - literally - what am I supposed to do with the information? I'm supposed to start wishing extra hard too? We can get a whole bunch of people wishing super hard and then what?

Ugh.

Soft in the head, she's gone.
 
Sorry for the lengthy rant up there but it's almost like a body-snatcher has taken over my sister.

I contend that you can be a caring human being and still be sharp and edgy. You do not have to degenerate into a formless pile of goo.

Now I just hope there is not some weird series of events that leads my sister to post here and she sees this.
 
I see these posts and I remember the person I used to know and I seriously expect to see some follow-up like, "That just showed up on my wall. Can you believe someone posted that sappy shit?"

But no. She's on-the-level.

She's just all goofy with motherhood. There's no doubt. I should go easy. Anyone else would be on mute by now but she gets a pass.

But still, when she posts pics and stuff about my nephew, she gets a :like:

That other stuff, nay.
 
I just friended this guy I went to college and played music with back in the day. He was and still is the most unlikely guy to ever join Facebook - ferociously anti-establishment, anti-corporate and all that fun rebellious stuff. So I was all like what the hell is he doing on Facebook.

Promoting his anti-police-brutality blog, that's what.

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