fuck facebook.

that's under 80 words, do i win?

fuck facebook in the face?

wouldn't know, not part of it.

seems weird to drive people away from your website to one owned by someone else which means they no longer need to visit your website.

Is HEB on Facebook? Maybe he can finally expand on the incident behind this.

seems weird to drive people away from your website to one owned by someone else which means they no longer need to visit your website.

but by doing so, raise the profile of m&n on the biggest social networking site in the world. marketing anon!

you're both wrong k2 and anon. we're just trying to throw facebook a bone. it's a hip new social networking site. you guys should join. it's ace.

friendster 4loife.

what if my favourite golden plains memory was a meredith memory? c'mon.

that's fine, nishiki. any memory will do, any at all.

sweet! i have a good one.

that's fine, nishiki. any memory will do, any at all.

sorry, any Supernatural Amphitheatre Memory will do...

sweet competition. now, i've got 1 x ticket for sale at cost price. amazing value! pm more for details. no time-wasters.

anon, just join, you know you have to

join us, join us...

dudes, did we mention these tickets are FREE!
that's like $800+ dollars of value right there...

that's like 100 pink flamingos.

maybe that should've been the prize!

any particular reason you're giving away three to one person instead of one to three people?

1 ticket and a slab.

any particular reason you're giving away three to one person instead of one to three people?

for the same reason +1s exist.

to pick up?

point taken.

100 PINK FLAMS PLS

reckon that'll be a 44 gallon drum.

put it on wheels with some straws and you could take it everywhere.

bump... http://www.facebook.com/messandnoise?v=app_2373072738&ref=ts#!/topic.php?uid=293498320937&topic=14280

just a reminder: this closes at midday TODAY!
some great entries so far...

C'mon people last chance!

winner announced above. congrats tim!

Chat name?

''One Monday morning, well past the end of the music, I walked to my campsite, scattered and alone. Metres before my tent I ran into some fellow stragglers who insisted I hold their hands and walk with them. We strolled through the festival, picking up strangers from the wreckage, making a chain of 20 or 30 spanning almost the whole Amphitheatre. We sat at the cliff-face and watched the sunrise together, then silently departed as if we’d been friends forever.''

Should've been a PM.

''We sat silently, gurning at the sunrise, then departed, embarrassed and went in search of chewy''