This is The Bird Show.

A couple of weeks ago, we ended up talking to, we're going to call her Jessica.

And I think she represents a lot of you guys.

MySpace has changed everything, you know.

And before you used to have to do the drive-by to find out.

Exactly.

MySpace has replaced the drive-by.

Because if you have been in a relationship and you get broken up with and you get that power sucked out, you know, away from you, then for some reason the stalker comes out on you and you decide that you have to know what they're doing and exactly why they left and making sure that, you know, are they with somebody else? Do you know who they're with? I mean, I mean, why did they leave you? I mean, because I loved you and you didn't love me. Who do you love. Why did you leave? I don't understand. I'm going to do a drive-by. And now MySpace just makes it as easy as you being able to check up on them like every single day, every single hour. I've never done it. Of course not. Yeah, you've never done that yourself. I mean, you're, of course, just. It's having really knowledgeable more than really knowledgeable. I'm a girl and every girl has it in her.

Now I'm a girl, and every girl has it in her. Now, I'm guessing in... It's true. I'm guessing there's a pretty good chance, because this is definitely more of a girl thing than it is a guy thing. Even though guys do it, but it's more of a girl thing, I think, than a guy thing. The drive-by. The whole stalking, staking-out thing.

There's got to be times, I would guess, in lesbian breakups. Oh, God. Where they run into each other, stalking each other. Your binoculars click when you're like, oh, damn. You guys. What are you doing here? What are you doing here? Never-bye. A couple of girls break up, right? I hate you, don't leave me!

So, like, you're watching her front door through your binoculars as she walks, like, you know, and then she goes to hide in the bushes, and she's like right next to you. She gets closer and closer and closer. As you're looking through the binoculars, the face gets larger and larger and larger in the eyesight.

And you both have like the, you know, the military camouflage pain on your face with the bush out of the...

And you realize you've seen each other so you run to leave and you get to your car and each of you have slashed tires already.

Yeah.

This was Jessica's story or at least 60 seconds of it, a couple of weeks ago.

I looked at my ex-boyfriend on Monday.

Now I most wish I didn't.

Because I thought that he'd be, like, desolate, like, not have a job, have 100 kids right now.

But he's actually doing better than I thought he was.

But she has a blog on there, and it's like you have to be his friend to read it, and it's about one of his ex-girlfriend. So I made up a page and requested him to be my friend. You made it up? Yeah, I made up, like, a whole fake page. There's no way you can dabble in his MySpace page.

I mean, if you think you're just going to go in there and read one blog, you're out of your mind.

Well, it's the only blog that's private is the one about an ex-girlfriend. All the rest of them are open. I'm like, I don't care of any of that. I just want to read that one. Jessica, I want to do something.

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