I'm flying around in the big 3D chat thingy known as Second Life, when I come upon a house with a couple bumpin' uglies on the second floor. Yes; little avatars locked in animated, virtual sexfuck. Thanks to the clipping issues, it's even more disturbing to watch than the real thing. I "overhear" these two typing out passionate notes to one another with one hand.

So I poke my head in the window and say, "Excuse me, can either of you tell me how far is the Old Log Inn? HAHAHAHAHA!"

The icy response is, "Get the fuck out of here, we're on our honeymoon." Geez Louise, some people have no sense of humor.

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I was gonna send a robot back in time, but I got high.

you should have stollen their wallets. by the time they got their pants on to chase after you you would be long gone.

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Batman created by Bob Kane

Zaster

Classic.

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I has a flavor!