Really, T.I? Again?

I hate the Twitter more often than not. I hate it because it inexplicably convinces its participants that they are suddenly prophets, constantly barraging yours and my timeline with shitloads of ass-backward, listless “words of wisdom” that is more often than not a thinly veiled, desperate cry for attention. Seriously, I’m doing just fine with my life, and I don’t want or need any “enlightened” sensibilities clogging my timelines like they were grease-laden fast food blocking my arteries. Where was I again? Yeah, so anyways I’m not a fan of the Twitter for a variety of things, but it’s at its most ...

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