Lia and I know each other’s passwords on Facebook, but we don’t change them because that would spoil the fun. A couple of days ago, I logged on to see I’d changed into a muscular man wearing a loincloth, at least according to my profile picture:
My status update had also mysteriously changed to, “I’m such a pretty man.” (Incidentally, Lia and I have been hijacking each other’s profiles for years with pictures of Fabio. I’m not sure why the poor guy was chosen.)
So I decided her current profile picture needed a caption to describe the thoughts that were obviously going through her mind when the picture was taken:
I thought she might benefit from an additional lesson on the meaning of “herp durr derp,” and posted the following to her wall:
When I logged on the next day, I found that I’d just received a makeover! I’ve always wanted a makeover.
Maybe she was still upset over the profile hacking I gave her about a year ago:
This war is by no means over. I’ve just remembered it’s my turn.