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Now that the e-world’s safe and sound and there’s nothing left for us, doomsday chroniclers, to write about, I’ve decided to take up my second career path of choice: stand-up comedy.

Having watched Woody Allen recount his hilarious Moose exploits, and having discovered I’ve got sooo much in common with him (we BOTH wear glasses…there!), I set about creating a repertoire for myself. You know, so that I’m well prepared for the show that’s bound to set me orbiting Comedy Planet.

Draft 1: Scam walks into a bar and tells the bartender: ”Mother’s maiden name!”. Bartender answers: ”Iron”.

(not that good, huh?)

Draft 2: Scam walks into a bar. Bartender says: “We don’t serve PINs here”. Scam says: “Haystacks, maybe?”.

I’ll go ahead and assume you’ll be ROTFL-ing for the next couple of minutes…at least. No chance? Oh, well…guess I could use a little bit of practice to get my sense of spontaneous humor back into shape. Help’s already on the way:


The Internet is undoubtedly swarming with opportunities for breakthrough discoveries (from 300 page single-space volumes on Why Santa has a beard to slideshows on how to build your own mall in an ant farm) so I wouldn’t blame anyone for clicking this promising link. One click that takes you to:


A nice Twitter login lookalike. Just look at its wonder of a URL.

Just as in the Moose story, take the page to a party, drive with it writhing on your fender, let it come second in costume contests (with winners dressed up as phishing pages)….just don’t give it your e-mail address or your Twitter credentials. Things won’t be much fun afterwards.

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About the author

Ioana Jelea

Ioana Jelea has a disturbing (according to friendly reports) penchant for the dirty tricks of online socialization and for the pathologically mesmerizing news trivia. From gory, though sometimes fake, death reports to nip slips and other such blush-inducing accidents, her repertoire is an ever-expanding manifesto against any Victorian-like frame of thought that puts a strain on online creativity. She would like to keep things simple, but she never does.