The Future's Made of Virtual Insanity
Over the weekend, my wife and I decided to check out something that has become a bit of an obsession for some friends of ours, Virtual Magic Kingdom, which for the uninitiated is something like a sanitized, Disney-ized online version of Animal Crossing, where one can explore the Magic Kingdom, talk to other players (using Disney approved words only*), play games to make "money," which can then be used to purchase virtual clothing, furniture and magic pins (which apparently mainly serve the purpose of enticing hundreds of other players annoy the hell out of you asking for a trade.) In between annoyances caused by spotty Mac browser support, I had the following humorous exchange with a couple other players:
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falloutgurl93** i like u. do u like me?
sk8rboi65905** idk
me i like lamp.
falloutgurl93** what the sell is lamp?
me what the lamp is sell?
falloutgurl93** omg.
falloutgurl93** you don't know what sell means.
me um, i think i can figure it out.
i weep for the future.
** usernames have been changed because, well, i didn't care enough to write them down or otherwise remember them.
