Admit it.
You've done it. You've seen your kids do it. Your friends admit to it. Hip grandmas and grandpas do it. Grandchildren do to.
You have, on more than one occasion gotten caught up in the time-sucking pastime of "falking." That is, you have gone on Facebook and perused the pages aimlessly. Or perhaps even purposely. Maybe it's to catch up on a high school friend's life. Or you have been lucky enough to be "friended" by your child and are permitted to take a peek every once in a while. Or you are quite possibly bored. Or you've heard horrible news and gone home to log on and read about it yourself.
Just to be clear. This is to be used in only the friendliest of terms. No harm. No foul.
The first person I heard use the word, "falking" was my daughter Shelby. I laughed out loud. Now I use it all the time. And my friends do too.
I think we should begin a campaign to have dictionaries define and include it within their spines. We can then use it without abandon.
Think about it. It's a good word.
Falking.
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