A Programming Note to Teens on Instagram and Twitter (mine in particular)
Otherwise, you know those awesome baby pics of you in the bathtub where you have more fat rolls than we can count? The ones I think are so precious and you shudder with horror every time they surface? I shall be so blinded by bearing witness to your repeated poor grammar on social media I will accidentally post them. All of them. And tag you. In every. Single. One.
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