How do these damn “20-somethings” look themselves in the mirror after standing in line for 3 hours to “instagram” some crummy little ice cream thing? Do they really think anyone on earth gives a flying bleeping damn about the insignificant and pointless things they do with their lives? Why do they feel the need to document every little thing they do?
Because they are self absorbed narcissists. That’s why.
They think that the world is excited to learn about this great new way of preparing an ice cream treat, and they are trendy and with it to be there.
How do you pronounce your FReeper name?
Coming up: one rude awakening w/ a large helping of reality if economies keep going as they are.