Yesterday, I was approving this freak (Irritated Tulsan) as a friend on Facebook.  (I still hate social networking sites, IT)  I did think twice about being his friend…  well…  because of this:

hmmm…

You know, it could have said something like “puke cat” or “contractors suck” or “i love the whilrd”..  but no.  It said “especially ruled” as if I am being threatened or something.  Taunting me.

You realize, of course that captcha forms are randomly generated from a preset list of words, right?  There is no way somebody was sending me a message…  right?

IT knows I hate social networking sites, and by God, I refuse to even log in to my ancient myspace account.   (In fact, I’m going to go delete it right now…)  Myspace is the scourge of humanity, as far as I’m concerned.  Turns full-grown adults into junior high, pubescent drama queens.

Ah heck..  all in good fun.  IT, I still think you rule.  especially.

I guess if you want to be my friend or whatever the heck it’s called…  go ahead.  Geez… next thing you know, I’ll be twittering or tweeting or whatever it is.

(Can you all tell I’ve been living under a rock for the last year?)