I think if I was going to send some random stranger a message on Facebook, I'd want them to be able to understand what I was saying. I'd also try not to come across as a colossal spastic.
I wonder if any Nigerian man has ever successfully seduced a gormless white girl and got her to pay for his flights. I imagine it's unlikely. I hope it never happens. And I'm not being racist...
Meet Robert Dean Burlison II . He's a bit of an angry man with ties to the mafia and a history of murdering women. I like him a lot. We met briefly after he posted an advert in a Facebook group I help administer. I very politely pointed out that he was breaking the group rules and he might be told to go fuck himself by the other administrators. Unfortunately for me, I didn't realise I was dealing with Don Corleone himself. He sent me a lovely little essay to my inbox and insinuated I not tell anyone about the message or he might have them killed. So naturally I had to share it with the world. Merry Christmas. :-)
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