Top Six Reasons To Join MySpace
1. How else can you become friends with Zach Braff's dog?
2. What else can you do since you're not working?
3. Friends will call to talk to you about your MySpace page.
4. Friends will e-mail to express shock (and mild disgust) over your MySpace page.
5. It gives your graphic designer more of that pro bono work you know she craves. That way she can create the most Awesome. MySpace Page. For You. EVERRRRRR!
And finally:
6. If you work hard (barely) and apply yourself (minimumly) you can have many, MANY friends, and it'll be less difficult than lying to true friends in real life by saying things like "No, that wasn't slutty of you at all!" and "No, your ass looks totally cute in those jeans!" and you will feel happy and light inside every single time you think about your very special MySpace page and how you have more friends than that bitch who stole your boyfriend six summers ago.
That's right. I caved and created a MySpace page today. It doesn't quite fit in either category of doing something fun or productive, but it killed some time and that counts for something. Maybe. I will put more time into it and hopefully get my page totally tarted up - in a few days there'll be obscure music from bands I found on MySpace and there'll be annoying blinky things to distract you from the kute spelling of my description of me, a hawt grrrl who rawks and is gr8 (and has a LOT of friends)!
2. What else can you do since you're not working?
3. Friends will call to talk to you about your MySpace page.
4. Friends will e-mail to express shock (and mild disgust) over your MySpace page.
5. It gives your graphic designer more of that pro bono work you know she craves. That way she can create the most Awesome. MySpace Page. For You. EVERRRRRR!
And finally:
6. If you work hard (barely) and apply yourself (minimumly) you can have many, MANY friends, and it'll be less difficult than lying to true friends in real life by saying things like "No, that wasn't slutty of you at all!" and "No, your ass looks totally cute in those jeans!" and you will feel happy and light inside every single time you think about your very special MySpace page and how you have more friends than that bitch who stole your boyfriend six summers ago.
That's right. I caved and created a MySpace page today. It doesn't quite fit in either category of doing something fun or productive, but it killed some time and that counts for something. Maybe. I will put more time into it and hopefully get my page totally tarted up - in a few days there'll be obscure music from bands I found on MySpace and there'll be annoying blinky things to distract you from the kute spelling of my description of me, a hawt grrrl who rawks and is gr8 (and has a LOT of friends)!
Labels: MySpace
posted by Green at 6/21/2007 12:06:00 AM
2 Comments:
Oh my lord Green. Zach Braff's dog?
You definitely need obscure bands, flashy things, lots of comments with letters and numbers standing in for whole words and most of all you need career ruining, classless, slutty pictures of yourself that only you think are hot. You must get these on there immediately. Especially if you are looking for a new job because you want your employers to google you and find them.
come over some night this week, wash and lube my evil back and we'll do your myspace page. it takes about 20 minutes, tops. way longer than it will take for me to redo this blog of yours.
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