Thursday, August 13, 2009
An Open Letter to Facebook.
After my recent expulsion from da joys of facebooking, I sent this email to Facebook. (mom told me I should try to clean up my potty mouth since this is a "professional" letter. I asked mom if wearing a tube top to work is similarly "professional.")
This is my email:
Dear Facebook,
Yo wuzzup. I hope you are doing good. I am not doing good. The reason I am not doing good is cuz the other day I tried to log on to my dope-butt account and got a crazy-butt message that I was "disabled." Now first of all, my brother chester is disabled so I was personally offended you be using that word. You should change it to say, Account has been retarded. Next of alls, what the F! I freakin' love Facebook. I use that shoot everyday to connect and share with da peeps in my life.
Then I got to thinking you are discriminating against me cuz I'm black. Well, that's f-ed up, yo! Damn right I grew up in East LA and lived da gangsta life but I've been a good bitch, mostly, in a good home, mostly, for going on 3 years. Holla!
I hope you will make my account unretarded soon. Myspace sucks testes.
Peace out,
Stella Nashorn
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Stella. I'm sorry that facebook is doing that to you. There is a racist dog on my street too. It's a big white dog and it only barks at black dogs. Discrimination sucks. I love you not matter what color you are, even if your grammar sucks sometimes. (Although I do like to see that the street side of you hasn't been totally wiped out when you moved in with your mommy. I also bet your street grammar drives your mommy crazy. She's a wierdo like that.) Love, Aunty S.
ReplyDeleteApparently it worked because your profile is back up on FB.
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