Just as soon as we started describing Twitter as a micro-blogging/text-messaging tool, a well-oiled jealousy engine, and a scalable narcissism platform, it seems to have evolved into something beyond all that. Judging by my list of favorites, as well as those of others, Twitter has become a venue for sharing your profanity-laden sexual innuendo with a willing, self-selecting audience.
Not that I’m complaining. I’m just saying. I mean seriously, listen to the art that Twitter has made possible.
Wait, did I say innuendo? I meant penis.