I have an imaginary friend.  And she follows me on Google Friend Connect, a widget I asked my husband, the official web designer of 3 Stinky Boys and Me, to install over the weekend.

“But you don’t have any friends,” David chuckled after the box with no one in it appeared.

I laughed too.  I mean, he was right.  The Google Friend Connect box was empty.  “I know, but I think people will join,” I say trying to sound confident.

After staring at the blank box a few minutes, David decides to create Emma Allen.  See the girl with glasses and curly hair under the words ‘Join This Site’ on the right bar of my blog?  That’s her.  And she’s totally fake.  Fictitious.  A poser.

David said he fabricated my friend to ‘test’ whether the widget works, but I know the real reason:  he feels bad I don’t have any followers.

“Look, there she is,” he grinned when Emma Allen appeared.

So all I’m asking is this:  don’t let all my friends be fake.  Could you please click on the ‘Join This Site’ button so I could have a few real followers?   

I’m so not above begging for friends.  Just ask any one who knows me.

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1. “Oh Well, She Wasn’t Going to be Your Friend Anyway.”
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Tags: blog, David, friends, google

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