So, now I know why I've been getting Facebook invitations from people I don't know. They intend to sacrifice me to that plastic-big-headed Burger King, who spent a lot of time as a peeping tom looking in bedroom windows early in the morning, for the sake of an Angry Whopper.
I think doing something like that is fraudulent. You're not really sacrificing "friends." You're sacrificing some stooge, whom you have made to believe you are befriending.
Gulnaz Sheikh, I know your game. You just want me to be your friend so that you can get an Angry Whopper.
And what is an Angry Whopper?
Posted by Bill at January 13, 2009 05:16 PM