Unnamed moderator plunked his ass on his computer chair. It made a squeaking noise, warning the moderator that it is near it’s stress limit. Moderator paid no attention; his fat rolls vibrated from the sudden movement, releasing a stench that would kill anyone that would come into the basement.

“I know what I’ll do,” he whined in a nasally, almost pre-pubescent, voice. His rolls of fat continued to shimmer. “I’ll change the CSS so everyone’s name is Ed_ButterToasted!” He let out two sharp exhales and snorted, satisfied with the epic troll he was about to lay down.

For 5 hours he worked, modifying the 4 lines of CSS code to accomplish what he wanted. He focused, stopping only to violently masturbate to illicit hentai a half a dozen times. Finally, his gag was finished.

He hit refresh and squealed in delight when he say everyone’s name was Ed_Butteredtoast. He started to laugh heartily, pleased with what he was able to do. After 5 seconds he stopped short- his weakened heart pounding through his chest at the exertion of laughing so hard.

He stopped laughing. “Take that you fucking faggots” he bellowed after taking a sip of his Mountain Dew.

Fin