How come most of the “people” that want to follow me on this social medium are diet gurus, body part enlargement specialists, and get rich quick schemers? Don’t they know I’m a multi-plus sized coach potato with a sweaty beer in one hand, a twitchy remote in the other, and a wallet flatter than a left-over night of pleasure?
Dear Twitter,
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Because like other places on the internet, twitter has spammers, too.
Seems a shame that with a 140 characters, they all seem to be crazy.
And now I have Tennessee Medicare and Medicare supplemental insurance wanting to follow me as well. Oh, Lord, what’s next, Darth Vader?