Conversations among Fooleryland siblings are almost always (by order of the courts) long-distance in nature. Occasionally we pick up the phone, but often we use e-mail, sometimes texts. Had a strung-out e-mail conversation the other day with the Fooleryland brothers, about a dude we used to know. I shall call him Jarvis Badpenny. While I haven't actually seen Jarvis in years, evidence of his existence is everywhere. I think he sheds his DNA around town. He and his Badpenny family are like VISA -- they're everywhere you want to be. When I least expected it, Facebook told me I ought to be Jarvis's friend. And told me, and told me, and told me. So I told my brothers.
Bocci: We should call Zuckerberg and propose an “Inbred Facebook."
"...and the next time I see you, I'm gonna try not to laugh in your lil' inbred Facebook."
Bocci: You weren’t supposed to know. Orland residents are automatically qualified…
InbredFacebook. Coming soon to a computer near you -- or, if you live near Fooleryland, it's already here.