Facebook friends i hate.

Well normally when am angry, this slutty keyboard opens itself for my idea prostitute mind to delve into the rhetoric prospect.

Well for this particular time, zuckerberg and I should not be coming into punchline distance for his innovation has dug out the worst of idiocy from disillusioned origins to the sane side of life making it impossible for us the elites( atleast I know I am) to mingle comfortably with humans that rarely collide with sense.

Now by brief description, my zuckerberg aided friends have categories I alone would be comfortable to disassemble.Starting with those I hate because you’ll never know the ones I like certainly (hope you were not expecting).

1. Oh I hate! the ugly ones that Photoshop and pretend to look good then they are unearthed after.like this guy, he’d run away from his brother before I landed on the police notice.

help me find my brother please. If found please return to the zoo.

Next time please find a better hideout because clearly somethings wrong with you.

2. then the bad guys, they have profile photos that would scare you off your PC but all the same, it’s just a snap. They normally speak weird languages and have high levels of fear like this one.

Captain dies last! but runs first.

3. Then I like the hardcores, call them veterans not of war but tear gas, ever in action, and stretching the police to their ultimate best……

take cover! this guy commands police...

4. well unlike my banana republic, in the states people stand with their presidents through thick and thin.

the boy knows who to hangout with.......

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