Facebooker 1: I'm so depressed. On the way to the hospital to visit my terminally-ill grandmother, I got a call from my husband saying that my son got called to the principal's office after they found a gun in his locker. Because of the call, I crashed my car into a mailbox, and its owner proceeded to charge out of his house with a shotgun, screaming something about vandals ruining his property. Does all of this have to happen on the 1st anniversary of my miscarriage?
Facebooker 2: tl;dr
Facebooker 1: td;uf