Not only do I hate publicity, but I hate the ego eminating from the ungrateful faces of my relatives found on Facebook.com. I browsed the account of my only paternal cousin willing to add me as a “friend”. My evil brother following the path of service to self actually remove me from his list after I berated him via Facebook. That should be recorded by TPTB and pals to show how stupid people can be about denying reality.
After have a bowel movement this morning at 3:30am from taking a gentle laxative and after administering Maw’s anti-biotics from her annual sickness (without fail) around this time of the year due to pollens, dust, mildew and pals, I REALLY wanted to delete my Facebook.com account temporarily. So I logged online at 4:00am.
But after seeing the photos of my mostly poor relatives online, I feel sorry for them. I actually get jealous to see successful and prettier ones. But then again, I’m learning that they are still losers after all I know about how they became and the dirty scoop the public dare not know. Just ask me and I’ll share more about how ugly their smiles can be when I confront their dark sides. It’s quite nasty to experience as a star witness.
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