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I Do Not Twitter. I Don't Want To Twitter, And I Don't See Any Point In Twittering. The Last Thing I Want To Do Is Tell People What I'm Doing At The Moment Because I'm Probably Not Doing What I'm Supposed To Be Doing.

-Roy Blount, Jr.

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I Do Not Twitter.

Roy Blount, Jr.

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I Do Not Twitter. I Don't Want To Twitter, And I Don't See Any Point In Twittering. The Last Thing I Want To Do Is Tell People What I'm Doing At The Moment Because I'm Probably Not Doing What I'm Supposed To Be Doing.

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