So, sitting at home the other night, minding my own business and cuddling with my kitty, when I hear the knockety-knock from my computer – someone is messaging me on Facebook! Who could it be? And what important news have they to impart?
Here is the message I received verbatim:
This is my Facebook impression of you:
I have a cat but no sex sometimes I eat food and I went to Paris.
I have a cat.
I have a cat.
Look at my cat.
Sigh. Tempting though it might have been to protest this characterization, I really had no alternative but to respond thusly:
It's a Complete Outrage 