What do you get if you take a teenage geek and place him in a room on IRC
with a load of people who are writing poetry?
The answer, this:
Once while sitting down at school
I saw a girl who made me drool
I wanted to ask her for her name
but I was afraid of sounding lame
I wanted to tell her about me
and my 1337
skillz using VB
and how I had hacked the DoJ
and really made those bastards pay
I had so many words in my head
like "will you join me in my bed?"
In the lab later on that day
I heard a voice next to me say
"Could you help me here, I'm new"
That pretty girl was a geek
From then on we had some fun
trying to make our BASH
until she said one day on IRC
"I want to take you home with me"
I'm still a geek but now I fuck
I guess some guys get all the luck :-)