by BR Kellie
There I was, minding my own business, just doing my usual Facebook check in. Seeing who had made more babies, who was in the middle of a family feud and wanted to tell the world about it, who had made their best loaf of sourdough ever, and then it happened...
A little, red one appeared on the notification bell.
By George, I thought. Someone cares!
With a quivering finger (I lie, twas a casual finger), I clicked on the notification and saw the wonderful BR Nat had tagged me in a post. Excellent, I thought. For our BR Nat does wonderful taggage.
OR DOES SHE!?!?!?!
The click was made, the screen was loaded, and what came into view gave me a case of the full body screams.
SNAKES!!! MASSAGING. HUMANS!!!! (Watch it, if you dare!)
Nope. No. Noooooo. Uh-uh. Ick. Pass. Hard pass. Rip my eyes out and burn them!!
Once I'd clicked the heck out of dodge, I found myself pondering our friendship. Why would a friend, someone who purportedly adores me, cares about me, wants the best for me, send me in the direction of a video showing snakes slithering all over a human body? It's as bad as when my zit-popping friends share videos of blackheads being squeezed in an Etna-like eruption! Also something I do not want to see.
So, beauties, give me your thoughts... Should friends tag each other in disturbing/gross/revolting/spine-shatteringly horrible beauty videos if they aren't 100% sure they'll be appreciated? Or is it a case of when you hit that notification bell that it's the danger that makes it exciting, and anything is fair game to be shared?
Sound off below, and remember, sharing is NOT always caring.