Cut some more weight.
I, on the other hand, love it! Only time of year they show snuff films on network TV.
Despite being dumb as shit full of rocks, there’s never a shortage of people on facebook that will call you out for misusing your and you’re.
On a Saturday.
In the evening.
And people will like that comment.
That means everyone is a moron and despite the misuse, I am a genius in comparison.
Just a smattering of the Facebook comments posted on the story I penned about The White House responding to the petition to deport Justin Bieber.
Please shoot me.
If they crucified Jesus around now, then that explains the day I had.
If you know someone who works at the SSA, please slap them in the face.
Good Friday better hold up its end of the bargain. That or the gods better finish the job they started and kill me.
Put the nails in at an angle, cocksuckers.
I have no clue what I’m doing.
When people comment “#didyourjournalismforyou” on any article that isn’t actually journalism.
This could include:
- Entertainment articles about movies that came out 30 years ago.
- Posts about tweets
- Posts about Instagram
- Posts about viral videos
In fact, you should pause for a moment if you’re thinking about commenting at all. Do you really need to comment? Is this going to add to the discussion? What do you gain? What else would be more productive? Could you have made a sandwich or trimmed your toenails instead?
To compound matters, you make these comments on Facebook of all places.
You should roll over onto your stomach and give in to suffocation. It’s a better use of your life.
We put chicken on chicken! We threw food in a bowl!
You yell to be classy and grow up. We say get fucked…
Look how we living. Look…how…we…is that fucking pizza on top of chicken? At Domino’s?!
Once. Just once. Only once.
Wait…ask me again later.