Having one of your facebook friends "un-friend" you, and you can't figure out who the hell it was.
Yesterday my friend count was 388. Today it's 387, but who left? Yet again the victim of the phantom Face-diss.
the art of transporting lobster and other seafood from New England to other parts of the country via a cooler and commercial aircraft.
The UPS store wouldn't ship my 70 lb. cooler of lobster, so i checked it like luggage. Lobgistics was born.
When a friend on Facebook "unfriends" you making you feel unloved.
Man. Steve and I go all the way back to grade school, I thought we were still pals until I got face-dissed!