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The Curse of the Face-Book

The course of Face-book On her birthday she received Flowers, Cards, Gifts, Cakes, with candles on and Readymade Phrases Her room was empty and No friends rang, they had Like: Flowers, Cards, Gifts, And cakes with candles on Gone virtual.

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Kathryn Collins

Date: 2/28/2013 7:08:00 AM

don't feel anything - forgot to type my all important name. Guess the card could have been from anyone, or maybe a slip of the finger. Some times the computer will give you a reminder and an automatic happy birithday with feeling will be sent.

Ilene Bauer

Date: 2/23/2013 5:57:00 AM

so true and to me, so sad!

Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 2/23/2013 4:56:00 PM

thank you iLene