1) Please stop posting pictures of your dinner to twitter, facebook geocities, telnet, or whatever you internet savvy hipsters are using these days.
What’s the point? Are you mocking the hungry? Do you think some of your followers don’t know what a cheeseburger looks like? Is a goddamn Applebee’s entree such a high point in your life that you need to keep a record of what your shitty little steak with a glob of blue cheese on it looked like for posterity? Are you bragging about being able to afford the Grand Slam at Denny’s?
There are only two occasions that warrant taking a picture of your meals. 1) You live in an under devolved nation and a meal is a rare occurrence (but if you do live in a place like that, you should probably sell your camera, computer and cancel your internet so you can afford more meals). 2) You found a human toe in your KFC bowl.
2) Your cat is cute. Cats are cute animals. I wouldn’t want one – it seems like a mistake to me to invite an animal to shit inside your home, but I like other people’s cats. They’re cute, we get it
But, the thing is that all cats are exactly as cute as all the other cats are as long as they’re healthy, not deformed and aren’t one of those hairless cats. And since everyone has seen a cat before, you don’t need to show people pictures of the cat you own, because it’s no more or less cute than any other cat we’ve seen.
PS – If your cat IS sickly and deformed, go ahead and post pictures of it. Deformed cats aren’t cute, but they are interesting.
PPS – If you have one of those hairless cats, just trade it in for an iguana. Same look, smaller turds.
PBS – Is made possible by viewers like you.
PPPS – Men might post photos of their meals and their cats too, I don’t know. I don’t stalk men’s twitter and facebook accounts.
PPPPS – I get carried away with “PS’s” sometimes.