True. Now we have the question about "friends."
I submit a request to be your Facebook friend as "CuteBlonde362436" and you accept, thinking that I might be a cute blonde with measurements 36-24-36. At this point, I have access to your information including the fact that you like to molest small woodland creatures. Of course, I'm neither cute, blonde, nor do I have those measurements. However, I am part of an FBI task force charged with protecting small woodland creatures from molestation and the reason I approached you on Facebook is due to an anonymous tip that said you were into that sort of thing.
I now have all the evidence I need to have you locked up for a very long time.
Entrapment?
Why would he want a cute blond when he is into small woodland creatures
That's a typo - it was supposed to be "CuteBlondeSquirrel362436"
A cited fact on Wikipedia would disagree with you. The good old days were never that good.
And while we're on the subject nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
Coming as it does near the anniversary of the first Apollo landing, this is a really depressing story. Idiocracy, indeed.
I assure you, that's not a coincidence; that's genius marketing. And I don't see what it has to do with Idiocracy.
Well it's 40 years to late to be Lunacy
"I am, therefore I am." -- Akira