Here’s why I HATE Facebook and won’t leave until they FORCE me
100K followers don’t mean jack shit when you operate on a pay-to-play platform.
Certified Delusional
Ah, controversy sells. Take it from a veteran. I smoke medical cannabis. I drink coffee daily. I love Dr. Pepper. It helps to swallow my VA prescriptions every night before bed. I’ve been divorced twice. Homeless once. I hate Facebook. Maybe I’m just fucking paranoid. It’s never been about the dopamine for me. More like a Sixth Cents.
I was arrested on my porch. I sat in jail for 2 weeks. Police confiscated my guns. I’ve been to multiple VA psychiatric wards. I’ve never met a fair hooker either thanks for that Dandy Don. She said I changed. I said a lot changed me bitch. Thank you Bob for holding down Facebook while I was in the clink.
Then above all that I have the nerve to be a fucking diehard Dallas Cowboys fan since 1985. One that says “It's our year every year until it ain't” publicly on Facebook since 2016. I’ve always been a receipts-driven type of guy.
