A recount of an incident but written in scripture form

And it came to pass that one being called Debi did venture forth from her native social media named Facebook into unfamiliar land named Instagram that therby she could share the things she deemed worthy. There she dwelt for the space of about 2 moons.

While she dwelt there she did befriend many who also came to rest in such a place to share the good fortune of lovely images being taken by curious machines called iphones. They did dwell in peace and harmony sharing in each other joyous moments.

But it did come to pass that in the midst of much joyous merriment that one ventured in and tried to deceive Debi by pretending to be another sojourner like those Debi had already come to call aquaintences. He greeted her with Hello and she gave same greeting back as was customary. The conversation was of such idlleness that it was of no real concern.

Debi was asked if she was betrothed to anyone and if out of the union had there been offspring. Debi in keeping with the manner of chatting responded that indeed she was and that she did have offspring of many. She asked him like minded questions and he responded that indeed he had a spouse but that she now dwelt in the heavens. This brought sadness to Debi’s heart of which she did express.

But in this her moment of misplaced compassion and empathy, she began to see that before her was someone who began to expose himself in his true form. He being a wolf and in his mouth he carried a strange animal like that of a catfish. While Debi began to make haste to retreat politely but quickly as was her way, he still trying to obtain things of a personal nature. She ran quickly from this strange land known as Instagram and reaching her home safely from such an intruder she did quickly block and delete this stranger. Thereby putting an end to such frivolity. And thus we see that things are not always as they seem. Woe unto him that might enter in as wolves wearing sheeps clothing, for I shall smite thee with a sore delete and block. How sore ye know not but suffice it to say that it will be great. Thus saith Debi! So let it be said, so let it be written.

I love sarcasm and in so keeping with this blog, I will post some quotes:

“I love sarcasm. It’s like punching people in the face but with words.”

“If I wanted to kill myself I would climb your ego and jump to your IQ.”