Wednesday, 19 March 2008

• Fruits of Labor

  I can't remember a year with such weird weather.  My walk to school will be freezing ass cold, but by mid-afternoon it's stifling hot.  Factor in the hellacious wind, and you have a strange cocktail.  Or maybe caring so much about the weather is just a sign of getting old.
  
  Another thing I'm caring about is facebook's new ads.  I understand that facebook is a company, and since they don't charge fees, they need advertisements for a revenew stream.  But they could be a bit more selective. 
  
  I don't know if they're trying to tell me something, but lately this gem has been popping up alot as I'm looking around.
  
  
  
  Chat with Local Gay Guys? I appreciate the montage of shirtless presumably gay guys, but come on facebook,  I'm not gay, and I don't want to "Come Play."  I don't swing that way.  I'M NOT THAT WAY! Not that there's anything wrong with that.
  
  I liked it better when you were promising me I could meet 5 girls in 5 minutes. 
  
  I guess you're covering all your bases.  I'm either a gay loser who has to click some advertisement to find gay love, or I'm a straight loser who thinks some website will help him meet 5 girls in 5 minutes.
  
  Well, sorry facebook, I'm not either.  I'm just a normal loser who won't fall for your advertising trickery.
  
  Now if they had an advertisement telling me where I can buy a pet mongoose, I might be interested.  I recently decided that a fox would be too hard to keep in an apartment as a pet, and a mongoose is probably cooler anyway.  The mongoose could help me in case of a King Cobra attack too.
  
  
  
  Look at that beautiful bastard strike.  What a perfect pet.
  
  I once had a pet ferret named Peppy, and ferrets are almost like mongooses. Peppy died of some weird tropical disease when I was in 4th grade.  Here's a picture of me and him.
  
  
  
   Maybe I'll name my future pet mongoose Peppy the 2nd in his honor.
  
  

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