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LEVEL FIFTY-TWO IS ENLIGHTENMENT POWER
"If you give the golden zucchini to the wampalooma, he'll hug you and give you a shield of invincibility which should take you all the way through to level fifty-two," Lester shouts in the direction of Marvin. They sit on opposite sides of a table staring intently into their computer screens. The walls of the room are coated with posters of women in bikinis, dragons and gamer conventions.
"No way, you can't trust a wampalooma after level thirty 'cause sometimes they have swords made invisible by unicorn tears."
Lester appears unfazed but a twitch of irritation registers in his fingers which miss a couple of html tags.
"Ahhh fuck !!" he shouts at the screen. In front of him are several open browsers, one of which displays a website entitled: hack-this-site-you-computer-nerds.com . On the site is a manifesto directed at those who spend their lives sequestered in the digital dimensions of video games. Behind these words of freedom, a well adjusted couple hold hands on a beach.
"You are going down, motherfucker," Lester says through gritted teeth. His fingers type away furiously at a code designed to crash this man's site, empty his bank account and give him a criminal record of child molestation charges all at the same time
Reflections of giraffes with AK47's fly across Marvin's glasses but are suddenly replaced with a bright pink explosion. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he says without moving a muscle. His fingers lie like deflated balloons on the keyboard.
We'll get the fuckers, they both think in tandem.