When Johnnelle heard that the Washington Redskins had had their Redskins name and logo trademarks cancelled–supposedly five Native Americans were offended–she emailed the club explaining that she had gone on Facebook and Twitter to poll her fellow butterflies. Turns out none objected to having a major football club (pointy ball, not round) named after them. The name “The Butterflies” was theirs for the taking . . .
Even though they had lost their home in the economic crash, their jobs, their health insurance, and their doctor, they still had each other, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and Pinterest. They could be electronically miserable along with thousands of others all over the world in real time . . .
Henry hated to admit it–he’d never Tweet it or post in on his Facebook page at the risk of being called wimpy, but dang, he really had cold feet flying here in Alaska. He wondered: “Shouldn’t I be able to find something, anything, in the way of foot warmers on Amazon or eBay?” . . . . . David, Sf.G.
Young Thomas was grateful beyond description that his father had made significant sacrifices to provide him with his own “wheels”. He elected not to post a picture on his Facebook page until he had a little time and saved some money for a few custom features. He was especially concerned about the upholstery, the lack of cup holders, and no side impact airbags. . . . . David, Sf.G.
Kiki and her twin sister Cookie were good girls from a good family, but it was spring time, and the pollen was in the air . . . They had listed their Facebook status as single but looking, but already that bad boy across the field, the one with the crooked petals, was claiming on his recent Facebook status update, and on Twitter, that he had cross pollinated with both of the sisters one breezy day. How were they going to put that lying piece of slander to rest and keep their good name? . . . . David, Sf.G.
Jill (left, 2nd from bottom) was growing quite alarmed; after twittering and posting on her FaceBook account that she thought Justin Bieber was a stupid little twit for getting two tattoos and then bragging about it, she suddenly started getting E-mails saying “Fool, Justin is cool,” and from complete strangers, notices saying she had been pre-unfriended. . . . . David, Sf.G.
