Dude, I know your name, your friends, your farmville score. At least I could if I wanted to. But I don’t care.
Still, you go on telling me, Mark and anybody else everything. The new shit is places? Cancel the ‘new’ in it and pronounce shit in a nauseated way. I assume your friends go crazy to know in real time about your check ins at restaurants, petting zoos and Mariah Carey concerts. You will discribe the situation: “It is soo amazing.”
What ever you’re talking about — dead meat, living meat or meat loafs daughter … Added Value?!
No. This is not awesome. Not at Places.
(the picture is found on igossip.com)
