"You understand that this something I can't

"You understand that this something I can't just Google, right?"

"BLASPHEMY," Larry Page screeched with inhuman fury. "There is NOTHING you can't Google!" Unable to suppress his terrified quivering, the intern coward before his employer as the

clock struck. "Uhm... Mr.Page..." his eyes shifted back and forth, as if he were being spied upon. "What about... the deep web?" Larry gasped at the intern. How DARE he

wear the same tie as Larry. Larry screamed at the intern, "Come here!" The intern skulked over to Larry's desk. "How dare you insult me with your ghastly tie."

The intern was baffled. "But sir, you are wearing the same tie as myself." Larry pulled out his stapler and whapped the intern with it, stapling his forehead.

But in the due process of stapling the intern's forehead, Larry had stapled his own tie as well. They spent break time grappling by the water cooler while co-workers watched on non

Onsense terms. Larry was fired and banned from whole foods for life. Onsense was new workplace jargon for doing stupid things. This was almost four years later.

Onsense was sleeping in a burned out car on Pennsylvania Avenue in front of the ashes that used to be The White House. Nonsense happened every once and a while but Onsense was adep

-t at perseverance. Even when the entire world imploded, Onsense floated in space in his charred automobile, amusing himself by pretending to drive to Pluto. A passing space ship