I planned to stab myself in the eye with a blunt pencil tonight, but instead I spent the time creating a facebook page. This was less fun, but at least didn’t waste a pencil.
Justify my pain. Toss your flirty, singing icons into the fiery pit and then say you like it.
Bless Robert Stanley Martin for saving me, incidentally. Without him I would be twice the gibbering wreck I am.
Facebook is fun! (As long as you keep all meaningful personally identifying information off it… :| )
You’ve obviously never tried to contact their customer service department.
They HAVE a customer service department? I thought you just had to embrace the shitty service.