Little Jimmy was walking down a street. This street was called: Little Jimmy getting run over Avenue. Little Jimmy got run over by a car. "Ow." said Little Jimmy. "Ow." said the car. "Why art thou copyeth of me?" inquired Little Jimmious. "Car noise." muffled the car. "Okay." said Little Jimmy. "Little Jimmy, why are you so fat?" asked the car. "I spend my life on an internet forum called Itsjerryandharry. It's like real life without boundaries." said Little Jimmy. "Well, that's smart. I might as well do that." carred the car. "I know." jimmied the jimmy. Jimmy walked away with his femur sticking out of his knee. There was flesh and blood all around it and it was seeping through the asphalt of Little Jimmy getting run over Avenue. It kind of looked like one of the peaks of the Rocky Mountains, but with bone and flesh. It was nice. The car got a godly load of gas out of it. Later that day, in the Emergency Room of the People that save People corporation... "Mother. Hand me my phone, if you will." "Alright, master." said the Mother. "Go away now." Jimmied Jimmy. Meanwhile, on Itsjerryandharry forums: About 4 flame wars were going on 3 staff applications were denied 2 cancerous help threads and a partridge in a pear tree! "Time to play a game called internet society!" Said Jimmeth. "Whom the fuck are you talking about. I'm offended. I'll have you know I'm actually bisexual, so when you say 'lol that's gay' I start to get pains in my lungs!!!" said one person on itsjerryandharry forums. "Wow, this game is fun!" Littled the Jimmy. "that offends me, i'll have you know not everybody wants fun in their lives." said one asshole from ijah forums (hell) "Whom is listening to the likes of me?" asked jimmeth, to jimmeth in particular. "Who***" said... you know what this is dumb ANYWAYS moral of the story don't be like the asshole of itsjerryandharreth forums if you complain about things that happen on the internet, you have bigger problems. society is a machine and it's best to keep away from the idiots.
