It has finally happened. A picture of me has broken the surface like an unflushable turd, and entered the facebook sphere. I assure you that I am not willing to tolerate this tagged monstrosity and I have taken decisive action. To torture my early analogy I am a lifeguard and I see the turd in this pool. Its being shut down. I mean, it's one thing to have mysterious blur representation, but when the focus is getting slightly better, the photo is tagged with your identity and you look terrible. It's unchristian I tell ya. Who wants to look at photos when they are unphotogenic and have spent years deluding themselves about what they actually look like? You will all understand my distress I am sure.
My only consolation is that I am largely obscured by a bottle of wine although one can see enough of my doughy face to recognise me.
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