Why Facebook is making my high school years easier.
The entire world is on facebook as am I. I, like everyone else say I love to use it to connect with old friends. It’s true, I do use it to connect with old friends but I have a couple other uses for it that I’m sure the rest of you do too. One use involves the selfish, sexist, pig in me by using it to get random chicks in bed which has worked quite well by the way. It used to be from myspace to myplace but now it seems to be facebook is the place to find the easy ones. Just ask your mom.
The other use has brought me so much joy to my adult life I just have to write about it. I look at all the girls that I didn’t get to nail in high school that were just the hottest things going and seeing now just how much they have let themselves go eases the pain of never getting them back in the day.
I mean, I have spent years dialing up those girls in the old mental rolodex while in the shower. Sure there was temporary happiness as I dialed them up and took out my frustrations on them but then there was a sense of depression knowing that the carnal encounter was only in my mind.
But now…..the depression of never having them is completely gone and I have removed them from my mental rolodex completely. The vast majority of the girls that were so ridiculously hot are sweaty beheamoth pigs now and I can’t tell you how it eases the pain of never getting to be with them.
The best ones are the ones that only show pictures of their children. Sure, they’re proud of their children I bet, but I bet the biggest reason is that they’re so mortified of how much of a beast they have become they wouldn’t dare share their ghastly image with the rest of the planet. You have to search and search to find an actual photo of THEM and when you do….Holy Mary Mother of God, what the fuck happened to them? I actually had sex with them in my mind….eccccch?!?!
So for this reason and this reason alone Facebook has single handedly taken away years of agony and pain brought on from getting shot down in high school. And to now have them tell me how good I look and how they always wanted me back then is just icing on the cake, especially when I matter of factly tell them that there is a better chance of me getting friendly with the goat over yonder in the pasture then rolling them in flower to try to find the wet spot. It’s sweet revenge and sweet Irony and I thank you facebook.
For you others out there that are using this new miracle social networking site to meet and chat with random strangers, don’t forget you never know who you’re really talking to so be careful out there.
Ok, I’m tired and going to bed. I don’t know how much I’ll be able to post the next couple days because I have a big skydiving event in Deland this weekend but I’ll try to get more of my thoughts out for those of you that enjoy my side of things. If you enjoy reading my shit then please refer a friend to subscribe to see a different and lighter side of life. Cmon, don’t be an assbag, just do it already.





