As you are probably aware, Tom got drunk last night and uploaded some naked pics of himself. Thankfully, his brother, Wade, happened to be monitoring the Flash Portal at the time. Horrified by the title of a new submission, "Heu guys herse me nd my oenis@ votev5", Wade went straight to work attempting to hack Tom's account so he could delete the movie. Time seemed to drag on, and Wade helplessly watched as images of his brother's genitalia racked up over 72,000 views. He was unsuccessful in jacking into the account, and the views continued to roll in by the thousand. That's when I decided to step in. "If glorious user, WadeFulp, isn't going to do anything about this... then I will," I said to myself, getting up from my chair and making my way over to the super computer. I booted up Flash CS 10 Deluxe Combo Champion Edition and got down to business. If I was going to make a cartoon complex enough to crash the Newgrounds server, I was going to need some coffee. I took a few steps towards the coffee maker, but then quickly turned around and went back to my Flash project when I remembered that I hadn't remembered to remember to grind the beans. There was no time. Hour after agonizing hour passed. My hand was beginning to cramp. I shuddered at the sight of the "Insert Blank Keyframe" option. It wasn't until around 10 minutes later that I completed my masterpiece: An epic, four hour depiction of the history of the etch-a-sketch; animated entirely frame-by-frame, and set to a brilliant score composed by Buddy Holly. I sighed deeply and rubbed my burning eyes. It was time. I navigated my browser straight to the Flash Portal and hovered my cursor above the "Submit" button (Everybody was too distracted by Tom's penis to notice me). Two sore asses and a click later, "The History of the Etch-A-Sketch" appeared. I hit refresh, the site was still up. I waited 10 seconds - Nothing. A minute... still up and running. Was my movie not complex enough? Did it not attract enough outside traffic to cause widespread server crashes? I felt my cheeks burning with remorse and smacked my head down on the keyboard. "I have failed you, Tom," I sobbed. But then I heard it... the sound of a welding gun. Then another. I lifted my head up and the image on the screen came into focus.
jdog3212
True story.
Jebbal
Indeed!