Not long ago, a cute little honey from my neighborhood friended me on Facebook and push came to shove, a couple of enticing selfies reflecting off the bathroom mirror, a few lies sprinkled here and there and y’know, we just naturally set up a meet.
She sent me a message that said “Come on over. There is no one home.”
So I jumped in my pickup and raced over there.
Sure enuff, there wasn’t anyone there.
FaceBook is so cruel.