Really? This makes sense because the guy is a toolbox, but really....

so he's almost 30 and has the communication skills of an 11 year old girl?
Lord that's hard to read.

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Hold my beer and watch this...

Yikes...maybe he has a mental disability of some sort.

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"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hockey Night in Buffalo

This is how many facebookers talk.

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"Counting all the assholes in the room, I'm definitely not alone!" ~ Michael Poulsen, Volbeat, Still Standing.

Yeah, the guy is basically a douche.

I feel bad for him in a way. His father was killed in an industrial accident when he was very young, and from what I'm told by my uncles he was a stand up guy. His mom remarried a shitbag who thought that the way to earn the love of his stepkids was to give them drugs (this guy) and steal money from them (his sister).

He's a douche, but he's been behind the 8 ball for years. Either way, I doubt anyone remembers what they did at 4 years old.

I think I found out the joys of playing with myself at 4.

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i remember my first house, in vivid detail. we moved out prior to my third birthday. bitches be shoppin B)

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I remember my 3rd birthday, the toy train I got, and where in the house that we sat and played with it. Of course, that was a coherent sentence though. Facebook and twitter might be the coup de grace for proper english.

I remember, among other things, one of my first friends. When I was a child, I asked my mother about a boy, using his first and last name. His family moved to Pennsylvania when I was two and my family didn't keep in contact with them, but in asking her I also described what he and his parents looked like, though it had never been mentioned and we had no pictures of them. I still have the same memories of him and his parents now that I did then. I remember being told that my mother was pregnant with my second brother (born when I was 3 years 11 months), spilling coffee all over myself when I was 18 months, a family vacation to Plymouth when I was 3 and feeding granola bars to sea gulls on the beach with my father, sitting in a high chair and eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich cut up into tiny squares and given to me by a woman in a blue dress (no idea how old I was), an emergency situation that occurred when I was 2, etc lol. It can't be that unusual.

All that said, I kind of feel bad for whoever that is. Intelligence is pretty genetic, and I really cannot hate on exceptionally terrible grammar because who knows what learning disabilities may or may not be present.

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Miles to go before I sleep

‎"Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."
-Khalil Gibran

Facebook needs to hire some admins to delete those moronic posts.

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"...they came down into the stands and asked if I knew how to do play by play. I said...No. But. I'll take a shot at it if you want".- Rick Jeanneret

Or have an IQ test for you to sign up.

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"Counting all the assholes in the room, I'm definitely not alone!" ~ Michael Poulsen, Volbeat, Still Standing.

my dad's smart as hell and he types like a goat too. can't win 'em all.