December 2011
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The Ould Facebook
O’er the world we came in hordes,
Tempest tossed, were we.
Alighted on this foreign shore,
Storm sick from life at sea.
Freshly built and blue as sky,
We craned our necks to look.
A site so clean to my spaced eyes,
That was the Ould Facebook.
Join we did, with a wide smile,
For it was a simple deed.
Pictures, pokes and profiles,
Were all we’d ever need.
We’d recover now, in...
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I did not just win a free iPad
But it would be a whole lot cooler if I did.
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perezhamilton asked: How on Earth do you manage to stay on top in a world filled with humorists named Streeter?
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