Yep. Dragon got his ass disabled.
Why?
What’d he do?
Not quite sure. Thing is, with Facebook, much like with certain third world countries, you can wake up one morning and find yourself ‘disappeared’. Where’d you go?
Don’t ask.
So, he logged into the account, and got a big ol’ THIS ACCOUNT HAS BEEN DISABLED RRRRAARARARRAR message.
Then he cried, and he called me in, and I said “Damn boy, you got yourself disabled. What kind of pictures were you putting up?”
Once the picture issue was resolved (turns out he doesn’t know how to put pictures up), and we also determined that he wasn’t posing as William Shatner, or participating in hate groups, or prison riots, or third world dictatorships, we determined that we have no idea why the hell his account was disabled.
Copied this right from the internet. Kinda shocking.
Anyway, so Dragon emailed them, or more appropriately, an email from Dragon’s account was emailed to the disabled@facebook.com address, where I’m fully expecting them to send a canned response indicating that they got it (ding, already came), and then after about a week, I’d anticipate that we’ll just go ahead and make an account for Dhragon, and just pretend that its a completely different person (see the h? duh).
Yep.
Not that I have a specific beef with Facebook for this. I can full on respect a web presence that offers something for free just to arbitrarily and unexpectedly remove it, because damn, isn’t that what we all do with our children anyway?
Hey Dragon, you wanna have something to eat? TOO BAD!
(and everybody laughs)
