Help me out, guys! My mom was like, “You don’t need the antidote, just walk it off, you big baby,” and I begged her between violent convulsions to give me the antidote. She said if I get 100,000 notes on this post, she would give me the antidote. Getting this antidote is super important to me, because living is most of what I do. Please help me prove to my mom that I can get 100k notes and that my life is thus worth saving with this rare and priceless antidote!
I think Facebook is actually some sort of weird magical curse placed on humanity by J K Rowling—a mass hysteria designed to show our worst natures. It’s the Mirror of Ytidiputs.
SORRY NOT SORRY. Hee!