I Gots Lotsa Screens

Instead of defending poppa and how he made Omaha the “city” it is today, I must take the time to talk to a person or two.


Hey, guys (or gals).


Just stop it.


You think you know the internet when you really know nothing. When you weren’t even a thought in someone’s mind, I was here. I knew the internet before the internet wasn’t even a thing. You know, like you.


I sit back here with my 17 screens and one day get a notification that someone is trying to do something they shouldn’t be doing.


This angers me. So, I get the information I need and on screens 3, 9, 12, 14 & 15 I start with my plan. Oh, you might notice it at first but a week or so will go by and you’ll notice that you’re missing something.


Could it be your hand? Maybe your spleen? I couldn’t tell you because I don’t want to. It’ll happen.


Now, this isn’t a threat. I’m not saying you’ll be losing a hand because of me. But it just might “fall off” one day.


I’m watching you.


On screen 14.


Hey! Stop that! That’s just……sick.


Screenshot.


Sent to your parents.


Year of the wombat.


Wombats can run up to 300 mph. Not a lot of people realize that.


That’s why you can’t catch them with your bare hands. You need a bag and yarn.