Facebook

You homewrecking bastard...

If my Twitter page is my crowning jewel and the child I’m proudest of, then my Facebook page is the son I’m not quite sure is mine. Yeah, he’s got my eyes, but he’s also incredibly tan and has hair like Julius Erving. Still, he’s living under my roof and I can’t be openly hostile towards him. Enjoy my Facebook page here for all sorts of random links that don’t get Tweeted and to talk to fellow fans of the Papa’s Basement radio show. All six of them.

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