You can see it on their faces now. Wizened eyes, teeth browned from too much caffeine as one of their misshapen hunchbacked members rasps, “Come quick, Jebediah, we done and got ourselves on the webternet now”.
Then they see their precious 5 seconds of fame.
Their beady eyes draw back into their orbital sockets as they contemplate the horror of what they have just seen. Racked with agony, yet teeming with those delicious thoughts of “Mmm the model is so scrumptious-looking”, they end their torment in the only way they can, by ripping each other’s clothes off and engaging in fast, furious acts of decades-long repressed man-love.
Haha maybe not. In any case, it’s funny what advertising can do and maybe this may force some of these people to eschew the online world and seek more traditional methods. The only problem with that is it’s just too goldarn slow, Jim. How are we supposed to keep pace with the folk who need to be saved while Satan and his fancy fagboys harness the devilish speed of technology??