I don't trust FaceBook to wipe my arse...
They'd use rusty, sharpened, spinning steel wool on an industrial grade power sander, lube with metal microblades in it, & then bill me for the medical procedures required to put my arse back on, all while live streaming the whole thing to a PPV Youtube channel for the world to see, and charge me to watch it while they did it.
Trust them with my wallet? Not on your fekkin' life.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
