Ahh, Facebook. Doer of deeds done great, yet always toying with my tender ski bum heart. Why do you throw those little curve-balls which present a snafu of a situation to a wandering rubbertramp? You have been so kind and generous to me, casting me in that familiar bluish glow from the little pixels neatly arranged on my laptop monitor. To a weary traveler found alone in the cold, snowy night, you have helped me find lost friends only to be lost again amongst the many other trials proffered on the open Winter roads. Yet still you present me with circumstances to which I cannot comprehend; circumstances that are most unfortunate.
Due to Facebook’s privacy settings, I am finding myself incapable of leaving a comment on a photo someone posted of my good friend. So, Casey, I just wanted to say this to you: "Great job, my friend. Let’s get ready for more!"
Big airs like Casey
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