Facebook 2

Again I awoke to the sound of the phone ringing far too early this morning, must be about three days in a row now. And you know what makes it even harder? The fact i woke up with wood this morning! And on the other end of the phone was my grandma... Well at least that solved one problem I guess. Anywho, moving on to the marvel that is Facebook (so important I gave it a fucking capital letter!). Two things to discuss today; they do kind of intertangle, so it works out well. The first order of business, is wall-to-wall. Especially lately with all the iphone gadgets and stuff that have arrived on the scene. Wall-to-wall is now used not only to tell other people things, but its used at peoples discretion to look like MAD DOGSSSS. People are already on there iphone and could quite easily just text that person something, but nooooo! They want the whole world to find out how cool they via ''wallstalking'' (dont worry, that's next on my list). But i say dont half-ass facebook! start using people's walls for everything, let your random hook-up buddy know via facebook (now I'm a bit angry, so no capital letter for you, you twat!) that your on antibiotics and they've had a bad reaction to your birth control, and that he's gonna be the proud daddy in nine months! I'm sure he'll love seeing that notification. Or hey guys, maybe instead of showing off and telling your mates the ''crazy hot slut'' you banged last night, why not actually send them the link to the fat chick's profile you're too embaressed to add as a friend! And now onto wall-stalking... Which people only have to blame themself for, when they continually ''randomly bump'' into that dorky kid (who's face looks like an acne dartboard and if you can spot the clean hygenic part of his face - you've found the bullseye!) at places you go to. But I must admit, I have this one friend (actually a proper mate, unlike Jordan from Facebook 1) who is pretty much a private detective when it comes to stalking! Madness how he does it! He just needs to have met them once, and know just there first name, and BOOM! He'll be there lurking in the dark corner of the party, waiting to pounce on her as she walks through the door. People Should really be hiring this guy as a private detective! And it would give him something to do in his life. Because for fuck sake, I've seen that guy's internet history before (and the amount of empty tissue boxes by his desk), and it sure as shit isn't pretty! Well i got to go eat some breakfast and call my gran (awkward...) back and apologize for being so damn excited this morning...