1.7K views May 2009
Two men sing a comic song about Facebook, joking about online profiles, friends, status updates, and being so hooked they carry a printed profile around.
0:00 I wouldn't call myself a social butterfly, and there's not much that separates me from the other guy. But when I log in, I begin to live. There's an online world where I am king of a little website dedicated to me, with pictures of me and a list of my friends and an unofficial record of the groups that I'm in. Before the internet, friendship was so tough, you actually had to be in people's presence and stuff. Who would have thought that with a point and a click, I would know that Hope Floats is your favorite flick. 0:59 Harry Conning Jr. 1:01 Facebook. 1:01 Facebook. I'm hooked on Facebook. I used to meet girls hanging out at the mall, but now I just wait for them to write on my wall. Take a look. You're hooked on Facebook. Hey, it says that Link's status has changed. He's playing the recorder. Hmm. How do you know this person? Did you hook up with this person? Do you need to request confirmation? Or did you just think they looked cute in their picture on Facebook? If the internet crashed all across the land, or my Facebook account was deleted by the man, I carry around a picture of my face and a summary of me typed out on a page. 2:10 Facebook. 2:11 Facebook. 2:13 I'm hooked on Facebook. It's more than a want, it's more than a need. I'd shrivel up and die without my many feet. Take a look. 2:24 You're hooked on Facebook. Facebook, Facebook, Facebook. 2:29 Take a look. On. Look on Facebook, book, book, book, book. 
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