You know when you first started blogging or tweeting, your mind began to filter everything into blog post fodder and 140-character bursts of brilliance/mediocrity? (Surely that wasn’t just me. Right?) So now that I finally joined Facebook, I keep coming up with one-liners that sound like Facebook groups or fan pages (or “like” pages or whatever they are).
So far:
- Before the Internet we called the New York Public Library reference desk to ask random questions
- When my chips are too small to dip I stir them into the salsa and eat them with a spoon
- Remember that show with the laughing daisies called the Chuckle Patch?
- Parents against ice cream trucks
- Save a letter, save a word: There is no “e” in “scary” or “tasty”
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I have a friend who has her kids convinced that ice cream trucks play music to let you know that they’re out of ice cream. It’ll be interesting to see how long that lasts!
Also not a fan of the ice cream truck! But I never thought about doing that with the little chips — nice.
Hear hear! Ban ice cream trucks! Luckily, I have never seen one on my street. Ever. Here’s hoping it stays that way.
But ice cream trucks have such TASTEY treats:)
I’m okay with ice cream trucks… but only the REAL kind. Not the creepy old vans with gross piped music.
Lady M likes Facebook groups that allow you to passive-aggressively state your grumpiness about someone in one’s life.
My latest passion is to ban the vuvuzela, but I see there’s already a FB page for that.
I’m so behind the times. I don’t Facebook, and I don’t Tweet. How do people find the time?
Though I do like your “Save a letter, save a word, ” bit– almost enough to start Facebooking for.
I totally do that with my chips.
Looking forward to hearing you speak at BlogHer!
HahaHA! Sign me up for your group @ parents against ice cream trucks.
I have a HUGE problem with the last one. Can you please help me???
The ice cream truck rolls by my mom’s house about every hour. We told our kids it’s the “music truck”.