A speaker responds to a harsh Facebook comment from Brad by imagining the insults he might have thrown, then reflects that mean comments say more about the commenter's emotional state than about the target. Despite the hurt, the speaker ends with continued affection for Brad.
This dude is such a pretentious.
Ah, Brad on Facebook. What am I gonna do? I was hoping you would say I was an arrogant hack, or I was, like, a mean freaking weirdo, or I was, like, a pretentious clown. Or, like, his hair looks stupid because he got two parts. Or like, he's not that cool because his watches suck. Or like, he always wears the same type of shirt. At least you could say that. But.
I'm gonna have to go home and cry tonight. What am I gonna do? Because, I mean, you know, Brad, that somebody says something like that, a mean comment about somebody else really has nothing to do with the person they're talking about. Has everything to do with what's emotionally going on inside of the person who made the hateful comment. But I still love you, Brad.
