Thumb twiddling. a touch or two of impotent rage, interspersed with snide remarks and occasional levity. Periodically Pages would appear with news that everyone had in fact heard before.
“Hey everybody look at this.”
“We’ve already seen that you perv.”
“Ha mines bigger.”
“Yours just has never been used.”
All of which was of course deleted.
Periodically the nuns at the Abbey would be heard SCREAMING, and none could clearly discern if that was infatuation, sainthood, or the work of the Devil himself. Perhaps a courier had once more brought a missive for Abelard.
and then
It was like we were watching the old Gary Moore show “What’s My Line.”
“My name is Thomas Mensah”
Questions, compliments, rocks, chairs and a purse or two were hurled at the Doctor.
“You cant eben spell you maroon.”
“Yeah how could a doctor not know English?”
“Yes I have sent a Cease and Disist Order.”
“Your a liar you bass turd.”
“With all due respect Dr Mensah these people are going to eat you alive......”
“Yes I have paid membership ask Admin to verify it is me.”
“You’re not you. Everybody knows you are not you.”
“It’s a good thing we fired you.”
“Have you been arrested lately?”
“I am CEO of AISS and the President of Georgia Aerospace. We have complete control of those companies.”
“That staement just confimred that whatever Ruffus is doing is legitamate and legal. This supposedly Doctor seems very upset about his outsting and is trying to savatage CSHD in any way he can.” ( that is an actual quote)
Suddenly web pages began to appear out of thin air. half done templates confirmed wealth beyond all measure was at hand.
Where oh Where was the Cobra and his 10K legions?
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