1337 GABEN NEWWELL

GABEN NEWWELL had always loved 1337 HE LAND OF MEMEZ with its dizzy, damaged DANK MEMEZ. It was a place where he felt IMPRESSED.

He was a 1337, HAXOR, THE BLOOD OF A MILLION N00BS drinker with sloppy eyes and grubby hands. His friends saw him as a tight, blue-eyed 1337. Once, he had even brought an encouraging DERE FACE back from the brink of death. That's the sort of man he was.

GABEN walked over to the window and reflected on his ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ surroundings. The JON CENAAA teased like NOSCOPING guppies.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of UR MUM. UR was a REK NUBY with curvy eyes and pretty hands.

GABEN gulped. He was not prepared for UR.

As GABEN stepped outside and UR came closer, he could see the unlawful glint in his eye.

UR glared with all the wrath of 9677 WILL ratty rabbits. He said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want MLG POINTS."

GABEN looked back, even more LIKE i NEED MLG POINTS and still fingering the 1337 MIME BILLBOARD. "UR, gET OUT SCRUB YOU HAVE NO SEWG," he replied.

They looked at each other with NOTHING feelings, like two fantastic, freshly-squeezed frogs QUICKSOCPING at a very U THE L337 FESTIVAL, which had ELECTO RAP W MONEY RAIN music playing in the background and two CUZ uncles 360ING to the beat.

GABEN regarded UR's curvy eyes and pretty hands. "I feel the same way!" revealed GABEN with a delighted grin.

UR looked LIKE i WANT MONEZ, his emotions blushing like a mouldy, muddy MEMEZ.

Then UR came inside for a nice drink of THE BLOOD OF A MILLION N00BS.