When was the last time you had a good Tweet? A Retweet, or Twitter? Get on Twitter, people! It’s the new friend finder! It’s the new coffee klatch, tupperware party and train o’ love!
When you do sign up, look up the Fake Rockstar. Then press my ‘follow’ button and feel the immediate enlightenment. The updates… Oh, the updates children! When you become a Fake Twitstar, you not only get to ride with the fakiest fake guy on the planet, you get extra Ridicularity™ you’ll only find on my Twitter feed!
Want to know what I did in the bathroom? It’s on Twitter. Curious about when I wash my socks? Twitter. Can’t understand why you don’t have a copy of my daily ‘To do’ list? You’re not on Twitter, homeslice!
The Fake Rockstar Twitstar experience will bring you new friends, a larger posterior and possible heart trouble. These side effects should not be coupled with whiskey, bacon or the regular Ridicularity™ you may experience without the consultation of a licensed Fake doctor.
Why aren’t you a Fake Twitstar already? Go. Do and do again!
Yours in ever popular nutcasery,
FRS
