Here at Local Hosting Company (a division of Foul Pole Internet), we get lots and lots of letters concerned for our well-being as Hurricane Rita bears down on us like Michael Jackson on a preschooler…
Is my server going to be alright?
Um. Right.
Dear, sir.
It isn’t.
We’re going to pull it out of the rack, fill it with Sterno, light it on fire, and then we’ll use it roast the animals we’re forced to hunt for food to survive this civilization-destroying maelstrom.
Ungah. Bungah.
Regards, Neo Con Queso Technical Support, Hunting and Gathering Divison
I didn’t have the heart to tell him that we’re using the diesel fuel from the generators to fill a baptismal font in which we will immerse new recruits to our technology cult.
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