Nah, it would kinda be ok if she was smoking hot. But shes pretty average, just the fact she has money and is a bitch makes me want to **** the **** out of her.

Just spent the last couple of hours going through this thread. This thread was meant for me! I hate how some people on FB try to brag about how good their life is, how much money they're making, etc. Had to share one of my FB friend who is a perfect example. He says he is a sports photographer (in-line skating/skatingboarding) but in reality all he does is take pictures at skating events and post them to facebook. His actual job is serving food at a bowling alley. Below are some of his updates in the past couple of days. Am I right or what?!?!



Back in San Diego.. I plan to be back in LA within a week. It's where I need to be!
Yesterday at 2:17am via mobile ·


Today was THAT day.. The day I have been waiting for. The future is wide.. I feel alive
Tuesday at 10:03pm via mobile ·


Staying with 14 artists, photographers, and editors in the Think Tank gallery/studio in Downtown LA..
What more could I ask for?
Tuesday at 1:55pm via mobile ·


Meeting with some big wigs then wandering LA..
Tuesday at 12:46pm via mobile ·


Big day in LA.. Busy all night editing
Monday at 10:02pm via mobile ·


Woke up in the heart of LA with the world at my fingertips..
Monday at 2:20pm via mobile ·


I found happiness in Los Angeles.
Monday at 4:53am via mobile ·


In a rental car heading up the West Coast Rt 5 to LA.. Chasing the sunset to catch it at Laguna Beach. Making it happen.
January 8 at 6:11pm via mobile ·

sup Tyler

Some people ITT seem to think that daring to be happy on facebook is just the worst.

LLoooooolololol. I thought all the hate Tyler had been getting was unfair til I read this. Passport/visa problems can be a nightmare and totally wreck people's plans, although I don't like how the old man part is emphasized it is a legitimate status update.

Wife's cousin keeps tagging photos of cool trips his family took like 3 years ago with comments like "Oh man this was such a fun trip". Vegas, ski trips, etc.

The thing is he's having some serious financial problems right now and is also being treated for depression so it's kind of sad to see this unfold. Guy has spent like a sieve for the last decade though and I told my wife like 5 years ago he was going to hit a wall eventually. He's a cool guy though but it's sad. My wife's mom (his aunt) gave him $500 a couple months ago b/c she's a huge enabler and then he went out and bought another dog. lol.

awwwwwww puppy!

"I'm in love with happiness"

"You're really sweet, reliable, considerate, and not my type."

"its really too bad im not a homewrecker because guys with girlfriends are very attracted to me for some reason..."

Same girl... She needs help.

A puppy is the perfect cure for depression!

Some of these are good, maybe not Tyler Durden good, but good.

Jesus Lucida Grande is a pile of crap on a PC. WTF is fb thinking?

Holy **** apparently everyone I know is having children and posting belly or baby pictures all over. And they are all the most ******ed acquaintances (none are close friends) of mine too. STOP REPRODUCING, YOU'RE MUDDYING THE DAMN GENE POOL. AND GET OFF FACEBOOK AND GO TAKE CARE OF YOUR KID

/minirant

yea belly pics on facebook are totes annoying. especially when accompanied by 40 likes

just do what I do and respond with "that's hot....have any more?"

lolololololol, obviously I didn't read, just read first two sentances and last two sentances

This is the Truth.***MARRIED OR NOT*** You Should Read This.... When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. i suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconscio usly I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’ s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divotrce anymore. She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have afever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I ran up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was too busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from whatever negative reaction it would have on our son, in case we pushed through with the divorce. —At least, in the eyes of our son—-I’m a loving husband…. THE SMALL DETAILS OF YOUR LIVES ARE WHAT REALLY MATTER IN A RELATIONSHIP. "IT'S NOT" the Mansion or House, the Car, Property, the Money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage! If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you. If you do, you just might save a marriage. Most of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up... YOU DONT REALIZE WHAT YOU HAVE UNTIL ITS GONE!! ***PLEASE RE-POST & PASS THIS ON***

these are really good, actually LOLing at several.

...and they're all doing the "oh **** im pregnant lets get married real fast, yeah that'll surely fool god and society" thing

Epic fail.
Most people don't come close to catching a whiff of success

Concur. Quite a few lolz.

I am mostly annoyed regarding the inconsistency of having a son who has "exams," but will follow his dad carrying his mom to the door while clapping and saying "daddy is carrying mommy." Fake, IMO.

Also, more details on the tiring "eventful day with Jane."

**** YOU MCDONALDS FOR SERVING BROWNED FOODS AND GIVING US ALL CANCER

I used to work with a woman who would go on and on about how bad McDonalds was and how she would never feed it to her kids. Her idea of a healthy meal: meatballs and gravy poured on fries with Kraft dinner on the side.

Hahhahaha yes Acrylamide.. that was the big craze in Sweden like 4-5 years ago.. then they found out that acrylamide was basically in everything.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acrylamide#Uncooked_foods

I wanna see them announcing in the USA that Coffee gives you cancer... cant wait for that ****storm also all these things are just a ****storm of nothing. Everything can cause cancer. It's just about the degree in which it causes it. If its basically engligiable from the beginning then who cares if its up by 20%? if it isnt noticable or even affects us then why? Cause it sells a ****ton of papers to print things like this.

But yeah Acrylamid is the biggest rofl

Some of these are brilliant. I've got quite a few older relatives on Facebook and can totally relate to stuff like this.