There are a LOT of people playing MOBSTERS out there in MYSPACE land.
I know, because I’m one of the people wasting my life out there. Actually, losing my life. I’ve died at least a dozen times, and “whacked” over two dozen other mobsters.
How do you whack a mobster? Funny you should ask, because someone just asked me that today.
You just keep attacking – if you can – if you have the “stamina” – over and over again, until the message reads: “You just ‘iced’ Tommy Two-Toes,” or whatever charming handle they’ve dubbed themselves.
I still think Peter’s son has the best Mobster name I’ve seen yet. But I’m not giving it up.
Someone might go after him.
And after all, you know what they say: Snitches get Stitches.
And, after all, I’d one thousand times rather be a pretend mobster than a real one any day.
-e
wanna join my mob?
p.s. – but don’t call me liz, please. I prefer “elizabeth.” it’s more syllables, but it’s worth it. thanks EVER so much.
Everything you read on this blog is actually true. As in, this is a genuine, non-fiction blog. Generally, I don't name names when the parties concerned are (a) related to me and/or (b) under the age of majority, and therefore no matter how funny they are, unable to give their informed consent to have their hilarious but true commentary on the ridiculousness of life publicized globally. I do, however, skirt the issue of crediting them by admitting it was not ME who came up with their jokes, but "some kid." (Works for most of us.)
I too, addicted to Mobsters….
Addiction… I only wish Favor Points were free.
-elizabeth