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 you're wearing socks and that they're worth knocking off. You could take my word for it, or you could just do the sensible thing and look me up on Lulu.