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-The Basement-

A clammy fingered man of mid thirties sits quietly at his computer.  His pasty tips pluck away at the keys like a chicken in frenzy.  *Click* *Click* *Click* ....The soldier creates his honorable diplomatic speech in a matter of minutes.  He has just broken nap with the internet, giving it a 72 hour notice.  With a single key press he mass sends this notice the kingdoms of cyber.


-Microsoft Headquarters-

"*beep* man!"  A suited nerd of of the royal palace leaps up, his chair rolling backward into oblivion.  The chaos of pearly white paper and bifocals storm together; the regals were not prepared for this. 

"Alert our allies!" Shouts a lanky general of the window's crest.  Godspeed guides these heroic men to contact the carnival of media minstrels.  The devils place their highest bids....


-The American Nests-

The peasants of America plop themselves on their squishy sofas and paste their pupils to the glass screen.  Pee trickles down their chubby legs as they twitch in fear.  The enchanters of the tube echo words of the "Conficker Worm!"

The Conficker worm. With the global botnet programmed to accept new instructions beginning today, The New York Times called it an "unthinkable disaster" in the making.  CBS's 60 Minutes said the worm could "disrupt the entire internet," and The Guardian warned that it might be a "deadly threat."

Mass peons rush to the markets: purchasing knightly software that protects and double clicking their window updates. 

 -The Basement-

The hunched man chuckles to himself.  He lifts himself from his chair, knocking over a dozen mountain dew cans.  He begins in journey out of this desolate basement and towards the summit of his stairs....

-Microsoft Headquarters-

A door to the basement opens and a man with glasses emerges.  Thousands of outsourced India soldiers turn their gaze on the figure.  "April Fools!!!!!"  He shouts with a mixture of snorting laughter.  The dumbfounded glares morph into gleeful smiles. 

An anonymous programming sage turns to a comrade.  "That was a good one!  Not only did he pull a great April Fools joke, but he also made billions!"  His friend shakes his head with a smirk.  "That bloody *beep*er!  What will he think of next!"

Hehe hes not a bad man Arch.This is just capitalism at work :)