Number 17: being an, ALLEGED shitty gifter on Farmville. Yup, while your nearest and dearest siblings would sooner gargle warm cat vomit than say "WTF was that WANK you bought me for xmas last year, do fucking better this year or start wearing a cricket box when come up to my place, got it?"
Without a blink they'll launch into "aye, I dunno why I even keep you on my neighbours list, your shit....NINE things most people send me EVERY day.....I don't even REMEMBER the last time I seen your name on a gift".
Etc.
Wouldn't have been so bad if it was true LOL.
Also wouldn't be so bad if it HAD been the first little speech about xmas pressies, sometimes it's easier to sort real world problems out.....but I dunno what the Farmville equivalent of a bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream with 100 mls of moggy chuck in it, even IS you see.
If only I could remember how to kill a windows machine over telnet.........click click click for 30 mins, harvsting 500 plots by hand then flipping >run32dll.exe /rpccall/shutdownwindows or whatever it is these days......kerboom.....and cos FV is kinda pants at the whole client/server sync thing....when she reboots.....crops are back muuuuuhahahahaha.
Everyone laughs....except one of you LOL....that person should be worried.
Reminds me of the old gag in the convent.....
Mother superior calls all 100 of the girls into the main chapel and says......"sisters, a most HEINOUS thing has happened.....a rubber CONTRAceptive has been found in the root cellar"
99 nuns go "oooooooh"
One nun somewhere in the shadows goes "teehehehehehe"
"But worse that that sisters, it had a TEAR in it!!!!"
99 nuns go "teeeeheheheheheh"
One nun, somewhere in the shadows goes "ooooooooh ulp!"
TTFN (That's That, Feckin Numpties)
And remember the words of our prophet, William of Hicks......If you work in marketing or advertising, kill yourself!
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