My dad is in the middle of a flame war. On the internet. My dad. Perma!n00b. Of course what's actually happening is that he's dictating & I'm sending emails myself, then he's enjoying the results. I'm giving him the benefit of my 'wisdom' by showing him the best & most efficient ways to go about this. For example:
Other guy: blah blah tl;dr zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz for many pages
Dad: NO U
This is so much fun.
Other guy: blah blah tl;dr zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz for many pages
Dad: NO U
This is so much fun.
- Mood:
amused - Music:Christy Moore - Reel in the Flickering Light

Comments
Cunt: "I rly think I should be in charge of yarn selection for this event."
Mom: "LOL FATTY."
What is your dad's flamewar about?