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Dis Facebook chupidness

But first a note about this post -  I've written it in Trini English. I was inspired by a colleague who heard me speaking to someone from Trinidad in the office one day, and said that he didn't know I had an accent. Well at least he didn't say that he didn't know I could speak a whole other language! But on to the post.

So when ah firs' decide to get on Facebook, ah figah is only meh family ah go connect to. So ah was tinkin' dat it go be ah few people, no big deal. So ah join and ah start to keep in contac' wid meh mother's side ah de family. Well, ah see meh Dad's side too, so of course ah have to connec' to dem too.

But den wat about meh friends? Ah cyah say no to dem neither. And den I see almost meh whole secondary school classmates - wuh ah go do eh? Ah ha to "fren" dem...

So now, ah reach up to 93 frens and family. Ah have Mother side, daddy side, meh St. Louis friends, meh Trini friends and classmates, meh Austin friends, meh stay-at-home-mom friends and now meh PRC friends.. De PRC ladies is meh cancer support group  - we does call weself de "Pink Ribbon Cowgirls". We in Texas nah, yuh understan'.

In fac' ah tink de only group not represented here mus be meh work frens... but den ah doh tink ah need to catch up in Facebook wid dem too much since ah does see dem every day. Is de odder people ah does have to go online to fine out wha really goin' on.

Dey doh call Facebook de Maccobook for nuttin' nah.


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