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My Mother Across The 21st Century

July 8, 2010 in Facebook Ethics

Well, that’s it. The world is over. My mother is trying to “friend” me on Facebook. We had a good run people, but it’s time to cast off earthly possessions, climb into the hills, and wait for the Beast to rise and the earth to be rent in twain. If you need me, I’ll be cleansing my profile with holy fire and praying for intercession from Saint Jude.

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My Mother Across The 21st Century

July 8, 2010 in Facebook Ethics

Well, that’s it. The world is over. My mother is trying to “friend” me on Facebook. We had a good run people, but it’s time to cast off earthly possessions, climb into the hills, and wait for the Beast to rise and the earth to be rent in twain. If you need me, I’ll be cleansing my profile with holy fire and praying for intercession from Saint Jude.

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My Mother Across The 21st Century

July 8, 2010 in Facebook Ethics

Well, that’s it. The world is over. My mother is trying to “friend” me on Facebook. We had a good run people, but it’s time to cast off earthly possessions, climb into the hills, and wait for the Beast to rise and the earth to be rent in twain. If you need me, I’ll be cleansing my profile with holy fire and praying for intercession from Saint Jude.

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My Mother Across The 21st Century

July 8, 2010 in Facebook Ethics

Well, that’s it. The world is over. My mother is trying to “friend” me on Facebook. We had a good run people, but it’s time to cast off earthly possessions, climb into the hills, and wait for the Beast to rise and the earth to be rent in twain. If you need me, I’ll be cleansing my profile with holy fire and praying for intercession from Saint Jude.

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My Mother Across The 21st Century

July 8, 2010 in Facebook Ethics

Well, that’s it. The world is over. My mother is trying to “friend” me on Facebook. We had a good run people, but it’s time to cast off earthly possessions, climb into the hills, and wait for the Beast to rise and the earth to be rent in twain. If you need me, I’ll be cleansing my profile with holy fire and praying for intercession from Saint Jude.

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My Mother Across The 21st Century

July 8, 2010 in Facebook Ethics

Well, that’s it. The world is over. My mother is trying to “friend” me on Facebook. We had a good run people, but it’s time to cast off earthly possessions, climb into the hills, and wait for the Beast to rise and the earth to be rent in twain. If you need me, I’ll be cleansing my profile with holy fire and praying for intercession from Saint Jude.

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Dear Time Warner Cable

May 15, 2010 in Dear Crabby: Postcards From The Edge

Dear Time Warner Cable,

As a longstanding customer, I wanted to take the opportunity to write you a little note in praise of your excellent service. Now, given some of our recent phone conversations, you may be tempted to read just a smidgen of sarcasm in what I am about to say, but I want to assure you that I mean every word from the bottom of my rapidly-shrinking little raisin heart.

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Dear Time Warner Cable

May 15, 2010 in Dear Crabby: Postcards From The Edge

Dear Time Warner Cable,

As a longstanding customer, I wanted to take the opportunity to write you a little note in praise of your excellent service. Now, given some of our recent phone conversations, you may be tempted to read just a smidgen of sarcasm in what I am about to say, but I want to assure you that I mean every word from the bottom of my rapidly-shrinking little raisin heart.

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Dear Time Warner Cable

May 15, 2010 in Dear Crabby: Postcards From The Edge

Dear Time Warner Cable,

As a longstanding customer, I wanted to take the opportunity to write you a little note in praise of your excellent service. Now, given some of our recent phone conversations, you may be tempted to read just a smidgen of sarcasm in what I am about to say, but I want to assure you that I mean every word from the bottom of my rapidly-shrinking little raisin heart.

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