"Locked up, they won't let me out ..."
Bite me. Yea, I said it and yea, I mean it! Just where do you get off telling me that I have Tweeted too much over the course of one day?
Sunday night, during the Grammys, I was minding my own business, sending out ridiculous randomness and all of a sudden, TweetDeck wouldn’t let me update. Like always when TweetDeck wants to be douchey, I pick up my CrackBerry and send messages via UberTwitter. Well, Uber would not only not let me Tweet, it informed me that I’d reached my daily limit. What. The. Hell?
I wasn’t even aware that there was a Twitter limit. And if there is a frikkin limit, shouldn’t you tell people what it is? I mean, how can I avoid the damn cutoff if you don’t know what it is? It was horrible. Why would you let me see Tweets and not be able to respond? That must be how mute people feel.
Why is there even a Tweet limit, anyway? Whose job is it to keep up with how many messages a day I send anyway? That’s gotta be a crap job, unless of course I’m in rare form, then I’m pretty sure whatever douche is reading it is laughing too much to keep up with any frikkin’ quota.
The only thing that makes sense to me is the person responsible for keeping up with my number of Tweets on Sunday was a Beyonce stan and didn’t take too kindly of me making fun of their queen. Well, I’m sorry, that heffa has over-saturated the market and I’m sick of seeing her cheap, lace fronts blowing in the faux winds of those big ass fans at the front of the stage.
As a side note to Bey, if you were a boy, you’d have a penis and you’d be driving a bus in Houston to be able to afford those lace fronts to perform in drag shows all over the Southwest. Retire the song. Retire that wig and for God’s sake, take a damn break already! Go away so we can miss you.
Now, Twitter, the joke’s on you! Thanks to the lovely awesomeness that is the F$%k It List and The Jaded Nyer, I was Tweeting anyway! So eff you and your lil’ quota! I will be heard dammit!
- Smarty P. Jones, ex-political prisoner of the war on Freedom of Tweet
