Jeff: OOO
Jeff: i dropped my goddamn pudding on the floor this morning
Jeff: nobody is having any chocolate swiss miss with their lunch except the friggin dust mites
Jeff: i hate those mites so much
Jeff: always laughing and pointing
Me: Webmaster is the dumbest word in the world. It’s like 1980′s dungeon master who writes HTML before HTML exists. Webmaster. “Contact our webmaster if you have …. blahb alhba”

“What we mean is … I heard webmaster in 1983 and I’m still saying it because I don’t know who runs our website!”
Jeff: lol
Jeff: “webmasters click here” – is that me?
Jeff: i consider myself well versed in all things “web”
Jeff: hell yeah I’m a web *master*
Jeff: code?
Jeff: wtf – nobody gave me a code
Jeff: <drives around looking for Webmaster DMV registration>
Jeff: <finds it>
Me: whoa!
Me: Lois, how … unexpected.
Jeff: <looks at wait sign> 2 friggin hours?!
Me: Jeff’s story takes a twist…
Jeff: I’m not waiting in line for 2 hours
Jeff: <goes home> <pops open computer>
Jeff: [webmasters click here] “this is totally me – I’m a friggin web GOD”
Jeff: “code? wtf!”
Me: You’re a stream of consciousness device. cat /dev/jeff and you get this shit.
Me: :D
Me: lol