I know it's the saddest thing in the world, but I always feel strangely proud when I survive a friends-list cull.
I feel half inclined to announce a cull of my own friends list then not actually remove anyone so everyone gets a warm floaty wanted feeling in their tummies
I feel half inclined to announce a cull of my own friends list then not actually remove anyone so everyone gets a warm floaty wanted feeling in their tummies
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