I've been noticing that A LOT of guys follow @thenoteboook (The Notebook of Love). How do I know this? No, I'm not skimming through peoples "following" list. I know this because they retweet them! I mean to each his own. That's fine, do what you do. All I'm saying is that this is PROOF! (See "Scapegoat") Proof to what? Guys being simpy sensitives these days. Thank you Drake. Thank you myspace. Thank you facebook. AND THANK YOU @thenoteboook - no really why 3 O's?
Maybe it's a generational thing. Maybe it was the feminist movement. Maybe it's all in my head. (even though I can name 3 other gals that have already agreed with me on this). I don't even know. What I do know is that I'm going to stop right now. I've seen enough emotional tweets for today. (And yes some of them did not come from Y chromosomes...)
There's no crying in social media!!!!!! Get it together and go skin a deer... or whatever it is Y chromosomes used to do around this time of year. And while you're at it, judge me by who I follow. #Aintnoshameinmygame
I'm sorry if I offended any of you tough guys, especially if you're one of the ones who waited in line for the new Call of Duty game. I realize that means you have a false understanding of real weapons, but still, no need to get all killer from Billy Madison on me. I'm just observing my interweb surroundings and commenting on what I've seen. No need to cry, subtweet, or make a "people to kill" list. (red lipstick owwwww)
I'd also like to take a moment to apologize for my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad posts lately. It's rough out here.
~ A Charlie Gal
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