OK sweetie Tweeties,
It has happened.
My best attempts at resistance proved mercilessly fruitless.
Not even a week ago I was saying how much the Big Blue twitter Bird scares me.
Now, it seems, I’ve had a change of tune. Or Tweet. As the case may be.
How could I ever be afraid of this little dude?
Now, no one panic. I know what you’re thinking. I’ve been possessed. Sarah has performed some kind of hoodoo on me, with Brenda’s help. They are manipulating my every key stroke using tiny little Lori shaped voodoo dolls.
That’s pretty close to how it happened anyway.
In reality, Sarah sent me a message on FaceBook. People were talking. On. Twitter. About. Me.
Well, two people, anyway.
I am so freaking up myself. That’s all it took.
So, here I am. Follow me, follow me. You know you want to.
It’s safe, I promise. I Googled Twitter etiquette. I know not to start Tweets with “is yadda yadda yadda..”. I know not to tweet about food. I know that Following celebrities is the thing to do.
The only celebrity I can find so far is God. That’s cool with me. He’s everywhere, after all.
So, Twitter me this, blogoroonies. Follow me and pander to my slightly bruised ego. Heaven knows it needs it.
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oh how wrong i was i dnt have ANY followers i follow 7 ppl
http://twitter.com/Gemmy88
i signed up when it first come out i have 6 whole followers
I was so excited to see you there this morning!
You can follow me, I'm a celebrity.
You know, in some alternate universe or something…
Welcome to the Dark Side! (Insert over-the-top maniacal laughter here).
Note to self, Lori we need to start talking about Lucy now
I think I should run & hide now. The Man is going to want my blood if I get you addicted to anything else!
Nah. I am not there. I cannot follow you. I think I have a Twitter account. I only just cured my addiction to Farcebook. No Twattering for me. (Unless someone starts talking about me…….)
You are so gonna love this. I read that talk going on about you…. LOL.
All the best dear Lori.
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Oh NO, you have gone over to the dark side – make sure you don't feed that little bird after midnight – remember Gremlins?
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!