Steve is enjoying a bourbon and branch at stately Steve manor when suddenly!....his computer starts talking to him!....Again! |
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| Hey Steve! It's me, the computer! Listen. It's Sue's birthday tomorrow. Why don't you start a "Happy Birthday" thread?........you can handle that can't you? Bonehead! | |
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| Hmmm....I usually obey my computer so I'd better this time as well. So, it's Sue's birthday. What to say? What to do? I wonder what's for dinner....... | |
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Suddenly, the scene shifts as if Steve had stepped into a time warp or something. Why, it's rocket scientist Bill Wiesel. |
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| Hey Bill. It's Sue's birthday. I don't know what to say or do. Could you maybe stop by and lend some credibility or something to the procedings before I muck it all up? | |
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| Who are you? This is government property! Get the hell off my launching pad you weirdo! Guards! GUARDSSSS!!! | |
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Meanwhile, back at stately Steve manor.....The computer keeps Steve on task. |
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| Hmmmm.....this isn't turning out like I hoped it would. Maybe I could get Jason to.... | |
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| Look knucklehead! Just start the thread! If you start it they will come. For reasons they can't even explain.....Oh my God! I'm quoting "Field of Dreams". START THE DAMN THREAD! NOWWWW!!!!! | |
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