Dear Netflix,
You know I like you. But you also know we've been spending alot of time together....maybe too much. And honestly, I think you're getting too personal and sharing too much information. For example, here is a recent email you sent me:
Dear j****,
As someone who enjoyed Intimacy, we thought you'd like to know about A Hole in My Heart.
What the fuck, yo? First of all, I do enjoy intimacy, don't make it all past tense and judgemental....sure, I may not have had "intimacy" in a while, but don't make it seem like I'll never have it again, asshat. And what the fuck's up with telling me about the hole in your heart? I don't want to know your problems, I hardly know you. Is that some goth/masochists way of telling me I broke your heart or something? that's fucked up, dude. You need to stay away from me, Netflix, you got problems.
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