the deleting game: a funny new way to tell your buddies, "hey fcku off, and the horse you rode in on." in today's day, confrontations are unnecessary; civilization is unnecessary; relationships are nothing but cold, broken pizza. 

when my mother was in her mid 20s, any quarrels she encountered were either dismantled by the traditional hair-pulling method, the nasty note leaving method, or the IM GONNA FCKU YOU UP because my father's in the MAFIA method. hell, today? we delete. that's right. one simple push of the button, and you're gone. poof, bye bye. whether this mechanism is used on facebook, myspace, twitter, or any sort of instant messenger, including BBM--deleting has become the new solution to violence, if i must say so myself. 

hello, YOU are no longer good enough to be a part of my social network, so to hell with you and checking my status updates, my current location, or my new pics, because GOD knows you wished you never deleted me because you're dying to see if i'm now fat, ugly, or simply over YOU. and when everything dwindles down and becomes peaceful again, BAM you now have a new friend request, a new 'so and so would like to add you to his or her blackberry messenger list,' etc.. it's another way of telling you, 'hey every little thing is gonna be alright. welcome back.' 

sick game, stupid lamb.