"Don't friend you, liao! =P"

So I've just discovered this wonderful thing called Facebook.

Okay, so I'm alittle slow out there with all these weird thingamajigs; I actually thought that Facebook was a spin-off from the largely twit-popular social website that spawned from the pits of hell. And no, I will not mentions its name- It's not worthy enough. All I can say is that it starts with the letter F, and ends with the letter R, and rhymes with "fucker". *cough*

I was pleasantly surprised. I didn't have to write nonsensical testimonials for friends, nor did I have to pray for my friend-counter to increase in order for me to look "popular". Instead, I was invited to... as of count, 15 games. Yeah.

Fifteen.

Pets.
Ninjas vs Pirates.
Fight Club.
Haikoo Zoo.
Super Poke.
Human Pets.
Make a Baby. (I was -very- disappointed.)
Pirates.
Vampires.
Slayers.
Werewolves.
Zombies.
Water Fight!
Hobowars.
Warbook...

...I think there's still more.

What the fuck.

This is like Bonus.com, only better.

When I came online, I immediately got challenged to a fight by Mavis. Of which I lost horribly. Then I fought with Kayre. I died a death worse than... death. Then later on, Bernie had aliens abduct me, while I performed Sharon's vasectomy... and sticking chewing gum into April's hair, fighting Nimi with a light-sabre, bored Aaron to death with an old man telling stories...

... Lost yet?

Yeah. There's just too many damn things to do on Facebook. I sincerely apologise to everyone who I've mocked for having a Facebook addiction, because I find myself developing one myself. The games are too damn fun.

So, I was having tons of fun biting people with my werewolf, until some idiot that I didn't know came up to me and -added me as a friend-. I didn't know who he was, nor did he. He just wanted to "make friends". Right. I splashed his sorry ass with my 100 oz. water-filled fire hydrant, and deleted him from my list. Mwahaha.

Talk about weird people.

Then later on, a friend comes up to me on MSN, surprised that I actually joined a social website. It went something like this...

Friend: "You joined?"
Me: "Yeah. Join and add me as friend."
Friend: "Wtf."
Me: "??"
Friend: "Never thought you were the type that would actually be like this."
Me: "Like what?"
Friend: "Friend-whore."

Okay, what the fuck is a "friend-whore"?! One who participates in copulations with close aquaintances? Yes, please.

Since, you know, "the whole point of all these is to see how many friends you have".

Right. *rolls eyes*

He didn't see the point of creating a Facebook account for another social debacle, just because he feared that he would turn into a "friend-whore" like me.

Oei, harlo. If I consider you a friend, then you are a friend. If not, I wouldn't even bother talking to you. I add you because I want to -keep in touch- with you, not increase my friend-count, can? Anyway, don't add you, add strangers meh?

Because "I want to be friends with you". EEEEEE.

Think I'm like some people ar, must get 200 friends by the end of some period of time, meh? (True story.) I'd rather have my Fluffy-kins at level 20, my corsair pirate at level 80, and my foot up your ass.

Don't make me throw my hot potato at you.

So after he 'added' me as a friend (I can be pretty persuasive), I proceeded to bomb his sorry ass in Warbook. And Hobowars. And my entire werewolf/vampire/slayer/zombie entourage. It was to the point of which I had nothing else to throw at him did I "throw flowers" at him via 'SuperPoke!'.

That's what you get for being a douche.

Welcome to Facebook, friend. =)