Catch No Ball

As I switched on my office PC this morning, I noted a disturbing nickname on MSN - "Pool_of_Blood". I deftly moused over the nick and realized it belonged to my brother. My brother is an architect in this particular firm which actually monitors its employees' uploading/downloading bandwidth usage. As such, he seldom comes online and if he does, I usually refrain from communicating with him since most of the times, our conversations are severely retarded and redundant. After all, we share the same corny genes. The considerate sister in me doesn't want to waste his bandwidth also lah.

But hey, "Pool_of_Blood" is a disturbing name, is it not? I imagined him to be lying in a crimson pool, struggling to type for help with his blood-soaked fingers.

lost duckie says:
Brother.. why are you a Pool of Blood?!

Pool_of_Blood says:
no lah, liverpool lost badly early this morning

lost duckie says:
WTF! Waste my time.
lost duckie says:
i thought u injured
lost duckie says:
must send alarm to mummy

Pool_of_Blood says:
the whole stadium was a sea of red mourning over the loss
Pool_of_Blood says:
oh wellz luckily u did not

lost duckie says:
why u must add z in front of your well

Pool_of_Blood says:
dunno it came naturally

lost duckie says:
dun waste ur upload/download bandwidth
lost duckie says:
ha ha
lost duckie says:
extra 'z' = more bandwidth
lost duckie says:
1 byte more ok

Pool_of_Blood says:
k