The best thing about Facebook, from my perspective, is opening up the inbox to find a message like this from a long-lost friend:
rember when we went down town under the bridge and got drunk with that bum he went and got it rosevelts beer an MD 20 20 and we went to your house in the basment an listen to TOMMY. it was on tv last week. or we would go to the back lot behind mad dogs house . when i think of that sh*t i cant beleve we made this far, but that sh*t is f#cken funny
This is also the worst thing about Facebook.