I don’t care what you are having for breakfast or (Why I hate Facebook)

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Ah dad...

Call my old fashioned.

My father taught me that when you can’t say something nice about somebody else, shut up.  Do not post it on Facebook.

When I’m having a bad day, I keep a low profile.  People don’t like to watch other people mope.  It’s the same for people using the loo, if you need to, don’t bother telling others.  I just give myself a slap in the face as I have to get over it.  If that doesn’t work I’ll talk to someone to gain some perspective.  Not necessarily a shrink, for they are damn expensive and I have already used my annual limit.  I’ll just find a friendly ear.  I do not post it on Facebook.

I believe when two people are having a disagreement they should keep it in the ring.  There is no need to invite spectators, unless you are getting paid.  Maintain some discretion and act with decency.  Fight clean.  Resolve the matter face to face, and…

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