Facebook updates that blow your mind

[Steve Justice]

People who air there dirty laundry on Facebook baffle me. Especially when the person they're having a go at fucking lives with them. Why bring a domestic argument to social media where everyone can read it? Here is what's going on with my old school bud at the moment.

 

 

I have to love that last line there. If they want people to keep there nose out, DON'T PUT IT ON FUCKING FACEBOOK. Also, none of them can spell, punctuate or string a sentence together. I think I'm going to unfriend, but I want to read more first.

 

 

Ahem! Amen!

 

Who asked you? Cunt.

[Stallion]

"like for rates" is appearing quite a lot on my wall. The premise seems to be that whichever folk like said status get a post on their wall from the original status poster telling them what he thinks of them and rating them out of 10. It makes me cringe.

[Loki]

2/10, too bad you gotta get old Stallion.

[Stallion]

2/10, too bad you gotta get old Stallion.

 

Ha! I nearly choked on my sanatogen at that! Love it.

 

 

[quote the raven]

I have noticed a shed load of "Like to win" posts on my wall.

 

One of was for a meat pack from a local butcher, at the time of ending it had 4 likes all people i know and not a single one of them got it. The best one was 50 Ipads they all fell for it and liked the post.

 

This is right up there with the stickers on your gate to steal your dog crap.

[Chest Rockwell]

I have noticed a shed load of "Like to win" posts on my wall.

 

One of was for a meat pack from a local butcher, at the time of ending it had 4 likes all people i know and not a single one of them got it. The best one was 50 Ipads they all fell for it and liked the post.

 

This is right up there with the stickers on your gate to steal your dog crap.

 

 

50 iPads is obvious rubbish, but I'm surprised at a local business not following up on a campaign like that. It can only make you look bad. So surprised in fact, that I'm doubting you on that one. There, I said it.

 

The stickers on the gate one reminds me... There is a girl on my facebook and half her posts are re-posts of missing dog notices and stuff. They are mostly genuine (although she did fall for the stickers on the gate), but still it's kinda upsetting and started making me paranoid that someone was going to steal my dog, so I've just had to hide her feed.

[quote the raven]

Well unless the butchers run it elsewhere no one that liked it on facebook won it.

[SpursRiot2012]

Local butchers is a weird one.

 

As I understood it the "win an iPad that we can't sell because the box is unsealed" stuff gets you to like the page (while sharing the picture, to get your friends to like the page as well) and then after they get a shit load of likes they change the name of the page to whatever they're looking to advertise. Nobody gets an iPad

[Sergio Mendacious]

Local butchers is a weird one.

 

As I understood it the "win an iPad that we can't sell because the box is unsealed" stuff gets you to like the page (while sharing the picture, to get your friends to like the page as well) and then after they get a shit load of likes they change the name of the page to whatever they're looking to advertise. Nobody gets an iPad

 

that's a really annoying facebook thing - so many Right-wing groups in the USA use that tactic, signing people up to "legalize weed" or "save our food trucks" campaigns, and then changing the campaign to "isn't that Obama a mad muslim socialist?"

[Stallion]

that's a really annoying facebook thing - so many Right-wing groups in the USA use that tactic, signing people up to "legalize weed" or "save our food trucks" campaigns, and then changing the campaign to "isn't that Obama a mad muslim socialist?"

 

 

This has happened to me, sort of. I dont know what I must have "liked" originally but I ended up being in a group called "Black Londoners" which detailed events happening for, well, Londoners who are black. Not an issue as such but it did look weird being amongst the other members seeing as how I'm Northern and whiter than a goth's armpit.

Edited September 26, 2013 by Stallion

[quote the raven]

Local butchers is a weird one.

 

As I understood it the "win an iPad that we can't sell because the box is unsealed" stuff gets you to like the page (while sharing the picture, to get your friends to like the page as well) and then after they get a shit load of likes they change the name of the page to whatever they're looking to advertise. Nobody gets an iPad

 

 

Ahhh now i understand why they do it. I never got why run it.

 

The local butcher runs this probably once a month, they show a great selection of different meats in the meat pack, stick all for

Edited September 27, 2013 by quote the raven

[HarmonicGenerator]

Last Cab Ride

 

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

 

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase.

 

The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils

on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

 

'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said.

I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

 

She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

 

She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.'

 

'Oh, you're such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave

me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'

 

'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly..

'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.

 

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued in a soft voice..' The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

 

'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.

 

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me

the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

 

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that

had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

 

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and

would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

 

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'.

 

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building,

like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

 

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were

solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.

 

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to

the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

 

'How much do I owe you?' She asked, reaching into her purse.

 

'Nothing,' I said

 

'You have to make a living,' she answered.

 

'There are other passengers,' I responded.

 

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

 

'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'

 

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning

light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life..

 

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove

aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What

if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

 

On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.

 

We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

 

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

 

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU

SAID ~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.

 

If you have read to this point, you won't have to be asked to pass it along

you just will...Thank you, my friend...

 

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here, we might as well dance

 

Just so you all know.

[bAzTNM#1]

I must have had that one five-six years ago. Been going for ages.

 

It's a bit of sentimental rubbish, but it does get to you a bit.

[Bellenda Carlisle]

Why do people bother making these sentimental stories up? What's the point? I hate them.

[quote the raven]

I had one the other week i forgot to post about.

 

It was some bullshit about a bunch of kids teasing a girl who fell down a drain and died, then each one of the people that teased her was found in the same way down a drain.

 

It continued for a while then ended with the "share this post or the same thing will happen to you"

 

Standard chain letter bullshit, then i looked who had posted it on my wall, a 43 yearold mother of 2 who holds a job in a school. I have noticed she also falls for the stickers = dog stealing.

 

Read if you dare

 

They pushed her down a sewer

 

About 6 years ago in Indiana, Carmen Winstead was pushed down a sewer opening by 5 girls in her school, trying to embarrass her in front of her school during a fire drill. When she didn't submerge the police were called. They went down and brought up 17 year old Carmen Winstead's body, her neck broke hitting the ladder, then side concrete at the bottom. The girls told everyone she fell... They believed them.

 

 

FACT: 2 months ago, 16 year old David Gregory read this post and didn't repost it. When he went to take a shower he heard laughter from his shower, he started freaking out and ran to his computer to repost it, He said goodnight to his mom and went to sleep, 5 hours later his mom woke up in the middle of the night cause of a loud noise, David was gone, that morning a few hours later the police found him in the sewer, his neck broke and his face skin peeled off.

 

If you don't repost this saying "She was pushed" or "They pushed her down a sewer" Then Carmen will get you, either from a sewer, the toilet, the shower, or when you go to sleep you'll wake up in the sewer, in the dark, then Carmen will come and kill you.

Edited October 1, 2013 by quote the raven