Twitter is a site where you can let the world know "what you're doing" at your choosing. Unfortunately, "what you're doing" isn't always that interesting. But Twitter Tales can help. Here are three fun stories made up from real, random tweets that we've found online, finally making your tweets somewhat interesting.
"Deal!"
Me: " I'll trade you one toe nail clipping for two arm pit hairs."
You: "I'll trade you one dream of yours for two nightmares of mine, see there's one where I die, and then there's one where we all die"
Me: "Ha. Sounds like a good trade. I'll try to share it on the show today."
You: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Wish I were able to make good decisions… it sure would help out in life… till then I'll remain an asshole"
You: "uhh okay ;)"
[unintentionally composed by @Ianshordon , @TomDoyon, @magickhooly , @ anika_2305, @JaneLindholm, @Capa33]
"Horny Hotties"
-I think I'm having an emotional meltdown due to lack of sleep, lack of alone time, high stress, & need for home.
-No idea what I am going to do….
-Okay, who sent the horny honnies after me? I know I've been complaining about stress, but really y'all. You shouldn't have.
[unintentionally composed by @leleana, @moirarogersbree, @MikeyFridays123]
"Squeaky Clean"
-I'm in over my head with Midge. Way over. All night cleaning frenzy coming up. Yeesh.
-just cleaned out the fridge and gave it a good bath. now it smells like flowers instead of grossness.
-I'm up and at it.. Scrubbing and putting everything and everybody in their proper place… LOL
-Just gave Salene a major bubble bath in the jacoozi. She said it was the best bath she ever had.
-So I just took a hot bubble bath & a hot shower. Still haven't slept. But I do feel squeaky clean
-I think it's finally time to try and sleep. See you for coffee
[courtesy of @ohhellobaby, @jesmy, @mznez1, @Jamaree, @erdisteee, @warren_bennett]
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Posted by Glen Bruno Schenato on June 18, 2009 at 8:20 pm
A quite common thing I'm doing at first glance.The new Batman movie in my left ear, the AC rumbling in my right. Darkness to my back, and what is obvious at point. My hands glide back and forth to my ice water,to the keyboard, to the mouse. My phone sits idle to my right. I glance, I write, I glance some more and then write some more, but all the time my mind is in a place which you might consider(some what interesting)I'm thinking about that stupid shit I just allowed myself to read and trying to make sense of it all, but with to no avail. I could end this now but I know I can't. No one would know of my dilemma and that would be that. But I am so tired and weak and my finger will soon find its way, and I must post. Our thoughts will merge. and you will know of me! How interesting.