I have the awful habit of occasionally Facebook stalking the people I went to high school with.  Clearly, I should stop because I inevitably come across this sort of inanity.

Yes, as soon as you cross the border into New York you had better turn yourself over to Patricia Field or face legal action.  Resistance is absolutely futile, that is unless you live in an outer-borough, in which you might as well be in Des Moines.

Having gone to high school with these people, is it any wonder that I hate everybody?