'Why? She dumped you,' I exclaimed curbing my excitement.Thank God, finally, stop you will eating my head.
'No dude,' he clarified, 'She did not like my Facebook status.'
Is there any place where they take away these idiots?
'I don't like Facebook,' she announced finally, 'I prefer orkut much better.'
'I didn't realize someone is forcing you to join,' I said, not understanding the point.
'...But you know its a hip thing to be on Facebook,' she proclaimed, at that point I did realize I should get away from the conversation.
'How dare she does this,' he announced entering the room,
'What?' I asked, clearly lost.
'She send a virtual goat to some random in the middle of the night,' he said angrily.
'Dude, you are married for 3 years, she is your wife,' I exclaimed.
'And yet, she stays awake the whole night, sharing digital goat with random strangers,' he exclaims, '... and does not even fertilize my crops.'
Note to Self: I should totally remove his wife from being my neighbor or next time he will kill me.
One fine day,
'Hi,' he pings on FBChat.
'Hello,' me, trying to recollect, who the hell is he and what is he doing in my friends list.
'Thanks for adding me, I thought you must have forgotten,' he.
Given the fact that you thought I must have forgotten you and still you thought it was cool to send a friendship request, must say, brave.
Quickly peeping into mutual friends-list, aah, school mate, the person whom I shared oxygen with in school and had eye-contact only twice in my life so far.
'So, Wat is up these days,' he.
Given the fact that I don't know you, you don't know me and the only mutual conversation we had in the past twenty years was when I wanted a share of that tasty cheese sandwich you were having in the year 1993 while we still wore half pants to school, 'Nothing much, the usual.'
Opps, I got accidentally disconnected, or did I?