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Isbjørn · 07-18-2015, 05:47 AM

A hospital room sets the scene. John Wilkes Booth is lying on a bed, heavily sedated, dying of cancer. The year is 2061. Suddenly, I come rushing in.

JWB: who's that? isblark, is that you?
Me: 'Sup.
JWB: nothing much, dying of cancer, and you?
Me: Came here to comfort you, and congratulate you.
JWB: for what
Me: The experiment you started way back in 2015.
JWB: what, the musicbanter one?
Me: Yeah. It actually worked, congrats.
JWB: thanks
Me: ...or so you thought!

I pull my phone out of my pocket, open the web browser, and show a page well-known to both of us. On the screen is the "Reply to Thread"-page, with an already-written comment in the text field.

JWB: what are you doing
Me: Being a dick, that's what.

I press the "Submit Reply"-button, then show the phone to JWB. It's his thread. Untouched for 46 years, it has now been bumped by a reply containing merely one word: "rekt".

Trollheart · 07-18-2015, 05:48 AM

You'd do that to a dying man? You, sir, are scum.

YorkeDaddy · 07-18-2015, 07:41 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by isbjørn

a hospital room sets the scene. John wilkes booth is lying on a bed, heavily sedated, dying of cancer. The year is 2061. Suddenly, i come rushing in.

Jwb: Who's that? Isblark, is that you?
Me: 'sup.
Jwb: Nothing much, dying of cancer, and you?
Me: Came here to comfort you, and congratulate you.
Jwb: For what
me: The experiment you started way back in 2015.
Jwb: What, the musicbanter one?
Me: Yeah. It actually worked, congrats.
Jwb: Thanks
me: ...or so you thought!

I pull my phone out of my pocket, open the web browser, and show a page well-known to both of us. On the screen is the "reply to thread"-page, with an already-written comment in the text field.

Jwb: What are you doing
me: Being a dick, that's what.

I press the "submit reply"-button, then show the phone to jwb. It's his thread. Untouched for 46 years, it has now been bumped by a reply containing merely one word: "rekt".

lol

07-18-2015, 05:47 AM	#1 (permalink)
Isbjørn cooler commie than elph Join Date: Sep 2012 Location: In a hole, help Posts: 2,811	A hospital room sets the scene. John Wilkes Booth is lying on a bed, heavily sedated, dying of cancer. The year is 2061. Suddenly, I come rushing in. JWB: who's that? isblark, is that you? Me: 'Sup. JWB: nothing much, dying of cancer, and you? Me: Came here to comfort you, and congratulate you. JWB: for what Me: The experiment you started way back in 2015. JWB: what, the musicbanter one? Me: Yeah. It actually worked, congrats. JWB: thanks Me: ...or so you thought! I pull my phone out of my pocket, open the web browser, and show a page well-known to both of us. On the screen is the "Reply to Thread"-page, with an already-written comment in the text field. JWB: what are you doing Me: Being a dick, that's what. I press the "Submit Reply"-button, then show the phone to JWB. It's his thread. Untouched for 46 years, it has now been bumped by a reply containing merely one word: "rekt". __________________ fast(ml) Hear me play the guitar Look, mom! I got a journal

07-18-2015, 05:48 AM	#2 (permalink)
Trollheart Born to be mild Join Date: Oct 2008 Location: 404 Not Found Posts: 26,996	You'd do that to a dying man? You, sir, are scum. __________________ Trollheart: Signature-free since April 2018