Smartassery

Demonius: Beaaaatrix…

Beatrix Kiddo: (the bleating of the lambs, never silence here, oh no) Yes, Demonius

D: My computer is acting up. Come here. When I open this (totally experimental beta version of this) software (called Scam-o-centric), the computer freezes up. Look! It seems like it’s thinking (yes, and there are little green men inside that execute all your commands). See? It froze again

Then, as I’m standing behind Demonius chair, the “unthinkable” (but totally planned if you get my gist) happens. An onslaught of pop up windows of the carnal version deluges the screen. When I say the carnal version, I mean extremely gay porn.

Demonius: Hehehe (as his ears turn the color of beets). What is that?! (sure Bob)

BK: Gay Porn

D: Well, how did it get there? I must have a virus…I mean, I don’t visit sex sites, ever! (uhu, and I guess you don’t wear pink shirts and don’t stand around in heavily affected poses either. Ever) 

BK: Well, they usually just don’t appear like that. You probably signed up for something…(and I let the implication of I-know-what-you-did-last-summer and the summer after that one, and pretty much your whole life, fester in his mind). These. Ads. Are. Targeted. You know?

D: But…but…I…that’s weird…okay, I think I got it from here on, you can go…

…And Beatrix Kiddo lived happily ever after, not having to tend to Demonius’ whimsical technical requests anymore. Muahahahaha!

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