It was a dark and stormy night…

“I just found out something.”

“What?”

“Apparently, they block every single type of peer-to-peer sharing at Oxford.”

“You can probably get around it, somehow.”

“No, you can’t. Everything — everything — is prohibited; BitTorrent, Limewire, IRC, even DC++! The bastards even restrict you from playing online games!”

“Pretty awful.”

“How am I supposed to get my TV fix? What about Lost? House? Heroes? What am I supposed to do? Tell me what to dooooo….”

“I think I speak for us all when I say, “You got wtfpwned when you took that scholarship”.”

I’ve noticed my friends never actually give me any useful advice. Ever. They just make up words like “wtfpwned” in an effort to keep me on my toes and constantly amused. But that’s what we call real friendship, n’est-ce pas?