When the sight of some cute dog makes you all soft-hearted and seasonally apologetic and you’re about to say sorry to the “internet boyfriend” you were kind of cunty to a few months ago because he never seemed to have any time to flirtchat anymore…
And then you notice his tweets about his GIRLFRIEND.
So yeah… fuck you, buddy… I meant every nasty word.
Facebook sure does think I want to be friends with a lot of new babydaddies. Or maybe a lot of new babydaddies are bored and butt-sniffing the single FB gals during their paternity leave? Either way, no thanks.
Here’s an idea: instead of blasting the evidence of your sperm’s potency at my virtual ovaries with your arty black and white “serene babydaddy” profile picture, how about you GO CHANGE A DIAPER AND LEAVE MY HOT SINGLE ASS ALONE.