Showing posts with label twitter confessions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label twitter confessions. Show all posts

Saturday, June 4, 2011

kris' confessions of a twit #3


My name is Kris and, yep, I'm still a Twit.  

By now you've probably come to the conclusion that I use Twitter mainly for following gay porn stars entertainment purposes.  Which would be absolutely correct.


As you have already seen, 'entertainment' covers a gamut of things for me like dazzling my Toy Poodle Flu brain with teh sparklies and registering on my weird-shit-o-meter.


In addition to this, I find Twitter a very useful tool for ranting about someone being wrong on the interwebs and, more importantly, for taking the piss out of (translation from Oz: making fun of, picking on, being a bitch, etc, etc) random people I've 'met' and become BFFs with online.


Oh, and Twitter also forms an integral part of my plans to take over the world and rule over you all as Queen of the Fucking Universe.


But that's me.


What do you like about Twitter?  


If anything... *mutteryoustillknowwhoyouaremutter*

Friday, June 3, 2011

kris' confessions of a twit #2



My name is Kris and I'm a Twit.  


Most people would probably be either (a) ashamed, (b) embarrassed, (c) furious or (d) all of the above to admit that they're a Twit, but I say revel in it.


Let's face it, it's probably the only social activity you can do in today's world where it's okay to talk - or, to be technical, type - to yourself.


Not that I would know anything about that, of course.


*cough*


So, what's the weirdest thing you've ever tweeted or seen people tweet?  Or maybe there's something you keep half-expecting/hoping someone might say?


For me, it's the 'off to change my tampon' tweet.  When that happens all my Twitter dreams will come true and my life will be complete.  I can't wait.  

Thursday, June 2, 2011

kris' confessions of a twit #1



My name is Kris and on June 13 it will be exactly one year since I signed up to Twitter.


If you're thinking it was with good intentions that I joined so I could spread the message of my God, Sir Terry Pratchett, you couldn't be more wrong.  Strangely enough.


If you're thinking that I joined because I caved in to the temptation of The Dark Side, you'd be wrong again.  Darth Vader doesn't hold a candle to me.  Just sayin'.


If you're thinking that I joined because I'm a lemming... well, sit on this *makes obscene finger gesture* and rotate!


*ahem*


Actually, the simple fact is I did it when I was bored shitless one Sunday.


It's a fact I can't be held accountable for stuff I do when I'm bored.  


It's like the Universe stops until my Toy Poodle Flu brain gets another subject in its sights.  


For example, you know all those people who get abducted by aliens and lose time?  Totally me.  


True story.


Anyhoo, are you a Twit?  If you are, what made you decide to join the madness?  If not, how come?  You too good for Twitter or something?  *mutteryouknowwhoyouaremutter*
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