Occasionally, I look at Twitter and roll my eyeballs. I truly do not get it. I did get Facebook, but I abandoned it because it can be a colossal time-eater. Everyone spends too much time online as it is.
Meanwhile, the Mohammedans are living their lives more wisely, building nuclear weapons, sharpening their scimitars, eying our necks, and seeing to it that their womenfolk are covered head to toe with cloth.
I did find some folks to “Follow” on Twitter because it’s expected of me. Thirty, to be exact. Among them is an organization called Fire, and then there’s Paul Ryan, Charles Krauthammer, John Stossel, Bill O’Reilly and the New York Post.
Plus, Mia Love and Crystal Wright, two black gals with great attitudes.
And Sophia Vergara, whom I would love to touch, but never will.
And nine people “Follow” me, although I have no idea why.
During my year with Facebook, I accumulated over 100 “friends,” even though I had never set eye on 99 percent of them. For a person so pathologically unsocial as I am, the very notion of having 100 friends is laughable.
Yes, Mohammedans spend their time better, thinking of ways to slay us.
And they will.