Internet addicts be like...
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The Internet is a permanent tattoo, once you post it, it remains online forever.
Admit it. You've been there. Posting something seemingly noteworthy on your facebook status and then BAM! You've changed your mind. You've deleted it...until you find out that a certain person has been screenshotting the evidence and decided to share it for everyone to see. Gasp! Unexpectedly, you start to run out of the house towards the silent road only to be hit by a car which pops out of nowhere. Okay. Maybe I was exaggerating a little bit there but you get the point.
Let's rewind back to the scene where the ruthless monkey takes action...
Told by a real-life Internet addict.
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