Up our own arses?

This was a really peevish Shiraz-induced post, which I’ve removed as it can basically be summed up in two observations:

1.  Lots of folk seem to be posting post inane and/or unpleasant mundanities on Facebook, e.g. “Drinking a tasty cup of tea” or, “My dog’s just had its anal glands done again”.  The attraction of this is lost on me.

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2.  The joys of social networking aside, your best mates remain the physically present, largely because they’re capable of informing you when you come out of the pub bogs with toilet paper hanging out of the back of your trousers.