By what I can only assume is popular demand, because I refuse to entertain the idea that it’s not.
1. Do whatever the fuck you want.
2-10: N/A
Seriously! You want to get drunk and livetweet an Everwood marathon where every single tweet is a dong joke? Be my guest. It’s not like I have to read it. Chances are, I’m not following you anyway, and if I am, hey, I can remedy that faster than Ephram can embarrass himself in front of Amy.
Tweet as much as you want. Say what you want. Maybe don’t be prejudiced, but that’s up to you. You don’t need a social media goddamn guru to tell you that. You’re welcome, Internet.
