Boooooooored.
*Lynnsey sighs listlessly*
*Looks around for bystander reaction. Finds none.*
*Pokes internet*
*Internet rises up in an angry rage. Lynnsey is unimpressed (we're talking serious boredom here folks)*
*Internet, sensing lack of fear, rallies the porn division*
*Porn division screams (fakely) onto the scene, and towers over the unimpressed girl in a blue shirt.*
*Lynnsey yawns, and hits delete.*
*Announcers freak out in the capslocks of drama*
"OH MY GOD, SHE'S DELETED THE INTERNET PORN!! THERE'S NO MORE PORN ON THE INTERNET!! MY GOD PEOPLE, IT'S CREATED A SUCKING PORN VACUUM THAT WILL CONSUME US ALL!!"
*Lynnsey flicks some lint off her jeans*
"THE SUGGESTIVE SUCTION WILL DESTROY ALL IN ITS PATH!! WE HAVE MAYBE TWENTY MINUTES LEFT!!"
*Lynnsey's brain whirrs and she realizes that if she's consumed in a freak porn vacuum (like her Grandmother always predicted) then she will miss House, M.D. tomorrow*
*Lynnsey purposefully right clicks and chooses undo*
*50% of the world rejoices, the other 50% pretend that they don't*
*The clock ticks*
*Lynnsey sighs listlessly*
*Looks around for bystander reaction. Finds none.*
*Pokes internet*
*Internet rises up in an angry rage. Lynnsey is unimpressed (we're talking serious boredom here folks)*
*Internet, sensing lack of fear, rallies the porn division*
*Porn division screams (fakely) onto the scene, and towers over the unimpressed girl in a blue shirt.*
*Lynnsey yawns, and hits delete.*
*Announcers freak out in the capslocks of drama*
"OH MY GOD, SHE'S DELETED THE INTERNET PORN!! THERE'S NO MORE PORN ON THE INTERNET!! MY GOD PEOPLE, IT'S CREATED A SUCKING PORN VACUUM THAT WILL CONSUME US ALL!!"
*Lynnsey flicks some lint off her jeans*
"THE SUGGESTIVE SUCTION WILL DESTROY ALL IN ITS PATH!! WE HAVE MAYBE TWENTY MINUTES LEFT!!"
*Lynnsey's brain whirrs and she realizes that if she's consumed in a freak porn vacuum (like her Grandmother always predicted) then she will miss House, M.D. tomorrow*
*Lynnsey purposefully right clicks and chooses undo*
*50% of the world rejoices, the other 50% pretend that they don't*
*The clock ticks*
*Lynnsey sighs listlessly*