I salute you: That guy that always seems to send you an invite.

Through out the history of my teenage years, there has been a constant stream of "exciting" new social networks. "Twitter", "Myspace", "Facebook","The Facebook of Sex", i think you get the idea. The process would start all over again. You would make your new site, figure out how to customize your page, and put somewhere in your info that you hate drama, which is hippicritical with your teenage hormones.

Anyway.

There was always that one dude, you have no idea how you met him, you might have had a mutual friend a few years back or something. Either way you accepted his invite. That one dude, who no matter WHAT social network you join, he's one of the first five people to send you a friend request, guarenteed. The dude probably doesn't live remotely close to you, seems like just an average bro, and probably have never talked.

Now, this has plenty of rant fodder, but, this never really bothered me. In a time where the number of friends on your page represented wealth and power. I salute you Mr. Always seems to end up on my friends list.



Until next time, DD all day baby.