This kid seem to think he's a pretty kool thing.
Yo dawg, I heard you like talking about me.
Even if you could, you'd just get hair on your palms.
I'd start a rumor that he's Stalin if it meant being able to get tickets to opening night of the Arrested Development movie.
It is, however, a great way to remove yourself as someone's friend.
I think that means it averages out to "meh."
1 Person Strong for a Dislike Button That Inexplicably Transforms into Someone That Wants to Hang Out When I Click on It.
Well, yes and no--mostly shut up.
It's Facebook official--this guy's awkward.
It's like enjoyable noise to my ears.
All the more reason to not get drunk on a fourth grade field trip.
His kryptonite is attention.
He'll find someone to take him snowboarding three times before he gets her to take him once.
What happens on Facebook definitely doesn't stay there.
Emphasis on "was" and "one."
At least, barring a vicious magnetic storm, they'll never leave you.
Nose pluckers may not have fallen into the toilet, but someone's friendship certainly has.