Why you shouldn’t let your mum join Facebook
February 14th, 2012
- She can see photos of you fucked up (that’s a given.)
- She can’t remember her password and will get drunk at Christmas lunch and bang on about what a stupid website it is and how she’s going to ring them on Monday and tell them to “let her back in”.
- She takes ambiguous status updates literally and will complain that your cousin’s status simply said “sigh.” (“Just sigh. Nothing else. Why is she sighing? What does it mean?”)
- She calls you and asks you how to delete things from her feed once she’s read them. (“What, you mean other people’ s posts?” “Yes, how do I get rid of them?”)
- She is giddy at suddenly being privy to so much of your personal life and comments on every single fucking thing you do.
- Your creeper flatmate tries to add her as a friend.
- She emails you asking you to explain what is a creeper?
- She posts horrific anecdotes that refer to your father and her “doing it”.



6 Responses to “Why you shouldn’t let your mum join Facebook”
How about:
She abuses the poke function (does that even exist any more?)
She “likes” awkward things such as “morning sex”
She uploads old photos of you, often naked, and always embarrassing…
Hhahahhaha…so true.
My mum is a Facebook Ninja. Always popping up and putting random ‘mum’ comments on photo’s and status’.
Aaaand pulls you up on swearing.
I have gotten very good at the privacy settings. My family now only sees what I want them to.
Thankfully, my mother doesn’t do the FB thing. But just in case, I hereby adopt a no-mum policy for who to be friends with.
Mine just writes long updates about the weather, then comments about 6 times on her own update.
I may note that she is the ONLY one that comments on her updates.
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