About:
Tens of thousands of years ago, there was nothing. Then god said, "Let there be internet!" The internet with it's gigantic wraith brought forth upon us the cure to boredom and a way to find anything.
Then there was phandentium. He was with much mass and form. Shaped like any other person. His face was somewhere, but it wasn't where it was supposed to be. After five minutes of an epic quest to discover his face involving many pies and whiffle balls, he finds it. After putting it on, phandentium took a mighty breath and said, "let there be a forum."
He saw that it was not good enough. Of course, he was not the inventor of the forum. After taking form and doing things, he quickly gained jealousy as there were better forums out there than his.
So he boarded a Boeing 747 to forum-land, rolled up his SAT scores and with a mighty blow, delivered a gigantic wave of super-smite, devastating the land.
He discovered, that they all actually had their cars insured with GIECO™, saving untold amounts of money. The land quickly repaired itself, phandentium could not bear the sight; so he whistled for a cab and when it came near the Licensplate said "fresh" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare. But I thought now forget it, yo homes to bel-air!
After reaching home though taking a wrong turn at Albuquerque reaching a galaxy far far away, he finally reached home. He turned on his computer and again said, "LET THERE BE FORUMING." Lo, there was not a forum to be, as the computer did not understand. So he spent time, after reading an interesting news article about bowling, he then realized that this article couldn't teach him how to make a forum. He threw the article out the window and yelled "GREAT SCOTT!" An RAR was then injected and all was well, for the time being.
Phandentium (known as shade11 at the time) then discovered the vast awesomeness of open source stuff. He saw how to make his forum awesome. He then traveled to GunZFactor and saw that it was fail. Another RAR was injected and phandentium escaped from such fail. Through a quest to destroy the death star, he used the force to make somebody give birth to his website. In nine months, the website from which you are reading from right now was shat out. Then he wrote this page and noticed it needed more Admiral. To this day it still does.
With a blast of fresh air, he said hello. He realized that the text was not enough to fill the gigantic image to your left. Through a little bit of thinking, he made an appointment for a staff meeting with Bill Gates and Steve Balmer. Though he quickly realized that he could not meet their developers quota, luckily he was taking Valtrex.
Phandentium quickly fired his Dell cannon and landed in the final boss zone. He was face to face with Tay Zonday, the final boss of the internet. He attempts to drop a cluster bomb, but fails. He quickly flees to Narnia where he sees mythical creatures. A wrinkle in time is seen in the distance and he quickly decides to jump into it. Elsewhere, he finds his past self looking for his face. After he puts it on, the future self shows the past person everything that happened using the mythical untold powers called a video. He goes into a back alley and grabs a random person. All three of them become one and write an about page to captivate the audience and get people to become part of the website. Everybody sexed each other and realized that that they needed to stop procrastinating and get to work.
And that's how babies are made.