Web 2.0? That’s like sooo last year!
‘You tube!’ I said, ‘Get out of my facebook before I get Glogster and Bzzster onto you. This is myspace and I wouldn’t care if you were the last FM on my happy planet. I’d rather stumble upon a sportsnipe than a musicLovr. Even a blogger would be more del.icio.us than you.’
I wasn’t digging this anymore, so I slammed the fatdoor and musestormed off down decision street. After a few hundred meters I calmed down enough to callwave my friend, Feed. He’d know what to do.
When I pulled out my twitterfone it had a podcast spot on it. Unbelievable! I drop.io my flashPhone a lot, but I don’t rememble that spacetime.
Feed answered. He was in a crazy mood and wanted to run emok.
‘Birthday time!’ he said as he took a huge swig of bubbles. ‘Wannago down to Genie Town and paint it redZee?’
‘After my daylife I could do with a tatango,’ I stuttered with excitement. ‘Let’s go to pubmatic and get fubar.’
As it turned out, I met a beautiful digitalblond, we had a chitchat and I’m now on cloudo 9. WOMF! It can happen to you in an instan-t
THE END
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