I am plagued by dreams of plane crashes, invasions and other calamities.
Faux-hashtags are almost never funny. I promise.
I am never more than one "LOL" away from lambasting that god-awful acronym as quite possibly the single worst thing that has ever happened to the English language.
Chances are I'd knock your socks off -- assuming, of course, that your socks are worth knocking off. You could take my word for it, or you could just do the sensible thing and look me up on Lulu.