If you have a facebook...

[Extrememustang]

Facebook: Hey.
MySpace: Sup.
Facebook: So…how’s it going?
MySpace: It’s going great, actually. How are things with you?
Facebook: Not bad. Not bad at all.
MySpace: I mean, you had a pretty good idea to start with.
Facebook: Now what is THAT supposed to mean.
MySpace: You and I both know that you based Facebook on MySpace.
Facebook: WHAT!? That’s ridiculous. I don’t see your users poking each other!
MySpace: That’s because my users aren’t GAY.
Facebook: No no, it’s not like that, it’s like a poke on the shoulder. Or something.
MySpace: Oh, ok….GAY.
Facebook: Well it’s not as gay as Tom.
MySpace: You take that back.
Facebook: I will not.
MySpace: You take that back RIGHT. NOW.
Facebook: (singing) Tom is gay, Tom is gay.
MySpace: Yeah well at least he’s not looking for ‘whatever he can get.’
Facebook: Hey - we added that option as a JOKE.
MySpace: Oh, sure you did. Just like you added Live Feed to ‘keep people up to date.’
Facebook: Don’t even start with Live Feed. We asked our users what they wanted!
MySpace: Oh yeah, nice open letter, you homo.
Facebook: IT’S IMPORTANT TO KNOW WHAT THE USERS WANT!
MySpace: Lame.
Facebook: You’re just jealous because your users are all old and creepy now.
MySpace: If by old and creepy you mean famous musicians, then yes, yes they are.
Facebook: That is NOT what I meant, I meant what I said.
MySpace: Watch it, Facebook. Don’t make me call my Top 8.
Facebook: Oh, I’m so scared. Well YOU don’t make me call my…my…
MySpace: Your what? Your “Friends We Have In Common”?
Facebook: Shut up, that’s a helpful feature! Better than “Who I’d Like To Meet.”
MySpace: Yeah, well you FREE IPOD CLICK HERE TO WIN
(pause)
Facebook: What the hell was that?!
MySpace: Oh nothing, don’t worry about that, I have a tic and sometimes-
Facebook: That was a pop-up, wasn’t it??
MySpace: I HAVE A TIC!!!
Facebook: Hahaha you have pop-ups and you can’t control them!
MySpace: I can to! I can stop them whenever I want!
Facebook: Whatever you say, sell-out.
MySpace: Oh I’m sorry, what? I can’t hear you over the sound of my money.
[Silence. A door opens]
Friendster: Oh, hey guys!! What's going on??
MySpace/Facebook: Fag.

[Lucky DAWG]

Facebook: Hey.
MySpace: Sup.
Facebook: So…how’s it going?
MySpace: It’s going great, actually. How are things with you?
Facebook: Not bad. Not bad at all.
MySpace: I mean, you had a pretty good idea to start with.
Facebook: Now what is THAT supposed to mean.
MySpace: You and I both know that you based Facebook on MySpace.
Facebook: WHAT!? That’s ridiculous. I don’t see your users poking each other!
MySpace: That’s because my users aren’t GAY.
Facebook: No no, it’s not like that, it’s like a poke on the shoulder. Or something.
MySpace: Oh, ok….GAY.
Facebook: Well it’s not as gay as Tom.
MySpace: You take that back.
Facebook: I will not.
MySpace: You take that back RIGHT. NOW.
Facebook: (singing) Tom is gay, Tom is gay.
MySpace: Yeah well at least he’s not looking for ‘whatever he can get.’
Facebook: Hey - we added that option as a JOKE.
MySpace: Oh, sure you did. Just like you added Live Feed to ‘keep people up to date.’
Facebook: Don’t even start with Live Feed. We asked our users what they wanted!
MySpace: Oh yeah, nice open letter, you homo.
Facebook: IT’S IMPORTANT TO KNOW WHAT THE USERS WANT!
MySpace: Lame.
Facebook: You’re just jealous because your users are all old and creepy now.
MySpace: If by old and creepy you mean famous musicians, then yes, yes they are.
Facebook: That is NOT what I meant, I meant what I said.
MySpace: Watch it, Facebook. Don’t make me call my Top 8.
Facebook: Oh, I’m so scared. Well YOU don’t make me call my…my…
MySpace: Your what? Your “Friends We Have In Common”?
Facebook: Shut up, that’s a helpful feature! Better than “Who I’d Like To Meet.”
MySpace: Yeah, well you FREE IPOD CLICK HERE TO WIN
(pause)
Facebook: What the hell was that?!
MySpace: Oh nothing, don’t worry about that, I have a tic and sometimes-
Facebook: That was a pop-up, wasn’t it??
MySpace: I HAVE A TIC!!!
Facebook: Hahaha you have pop-ups and you can’t control them!
MySpace: I can to! I can stop them whenever I want!
Facebook: Whatever you say, sell-out.
MySpace: Oh I’m sorry, what? I can’t hear you over the sound of my money.
[Silence. A door opens]
Friendster: Oh, hey guys!! What's going on??
MySpace/Facebook: Fag.

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