Pineapple Express: Someone Is Wrong on the Internet?

(to poster who just can’t pull an Elsa and let it go)
Oh, for crying out loud, give it a rest, already!
 

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Just ordered a pineapple pizza to be delivered to my family, while I'm in a different state.

The above sentence is likely to be interpreted very differently by different participants in this thread.

1. So sad. You didn't get any of that pineapple pizza.

2. How nice of you to arrange a tasty dinner for your family.

3. You dodged a bullet on that meal!

4. What a sadistic spouse and father, subjecting your family to such a fate.

5. I don't care. Really. I really, really don't care. I'm only only here to protect my mental health after negative online encounters by making snide comments into the pineapple void.

6. Oh, nice story. Hey, let me tell you about home buying and this great Mexican restaurant I recently discovered!
7. Where's my pizza?
 



Goals for the weekend.

1. At least 1 more gym session.
2. Finish my Psion?
3. Clean the house (BOOOOO!)
4. Work on the next work project that was behind because of the last massive project....(boooooooooooooooooooooooo)

Now, I would like for that to be the order of operations here, but most likely?

3, 4, 1, 2. :(
 



An old friend is coming into town, in a few weeks, and wanted to meet up with another friend and myself. A nice, small meet up. Now I'm somehow in a Facebook chat with 20 people, most of whom I haven't seen in a decade for reasons. It feels just like when a couple of friends and I would say we're going out for a quick rip on the motorcycles and, suddenly, these same people would think they were invited. Ever been in the lead of a ride of 30 motorcycles? The fun is absent.
 

An old friend is coming into town, in a few weeks, and wanted to meet up with another friend and myself. A nice, small meet up. Now I'm somehow in a Facebook chat with 20 people, most of whom I haven't seen in a decade for reasons. It feels just like when a couple of friends and I would say we're going out for a quick rip on the motorcycles and, suddenly, these same people would think they were invited. Ever been in the lead of a ride of 30 motorcycles? The fun is absent.
I find the best thing to be absent in my life is Facebook.
 

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