DISCLAIMER FOR THE DISCLAIMER
I ACCIDENTLY DELETED THE WORD "OF" BETWEEN "KNOWLEDGE" AND "80S" AND AM NOT DOING IT AGAIN, EVEN IF IT IS A SIMPLE PAINT FILE.
Now this is the story all about how
The mods got busy, cranked this site out
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there
I'll tell you how they brought the Philotic Web to bear
Back when we thought a movie was still being made
In the poster threads where Taal spent most of his days
Chatting up, talking, messaging all cool
And generally checking out Fresco's talent pool
When a couple of guys, they were up to some good
Starting making plans, hey, they understood
They had one little problem but Ami cared
And said, "We're doing this my way, best be prepared"
They worked for a while and when time came near, they
Posted a countdown, 2000 was the year
If anything you could say this place was rare
But when Card posted, yo, it was beyond compare
They used special sources to get us their news
We were just grateful Ender's puppy was a ruse
Looked at the site, we were finally there
And with any luck we aint going nowhere
Oh, my, god, Petrie, look at her post count.
It is so big. *scoff* It looks like
One of those math equations.
But, you know, who understands those math equations?
She only posts so much, because,
she is like a total attention whore, 'kay?
I mean, her post count, is just so big.
I can't believe it's so high, it's like,
up there, I mean - gross. Look!
It's just so ... nerdy!
I like Pweb and I can not lie
You other 'webbers can't deny
That when a thread is busy with a lot of activity
And the topic's to your taste
You get sprung, want to post your thoughts
'Cause you notice that thread is hot
Deep in your brain you're searchin'
You're hooked and know no more lurkin'
Oh, Bob-y, I wanna talk with ya
And later post a picture
Other posters tried to warn me
But can't let you reach top 10 before me
Ooh, Smells in my Kitchen
You say you got a recipe that's bitchin'?
Well, woo me, woo me,
Cause I aint your average foodie
I've used Confessions
To hell with indiscretions
Don't forget, your pet,
Need help? Hey, we got a vet
Tired of our memes?
Too bad, Dobies are our thing
Take your average oldie and ask her that
She's gonna give you flak
So Oldies (Yeah!) Newbies (Yeah!)
We all know it rhymes with boobies? (Hell Yeah!)
Better be postin' (Postin'!) Postin' (Postin'!)
Make those lengthy posts!
Pweb got threads
(Milagre Square with some other forums...)
Pweb got threads
B-b-b-b U-u-u-u M-m-m-m P-p-p-p I-i-i-i T-t-t-t
Bump; it!
I can bump if I want to
I can resurrect old threads
Cause just because they are off the first page
Well, doesn't mean they're dead
I say, we can post where want to
A place where they'll all see
And we can act like it's real important
Cause, why wouldn't it be?
And we can bump!
All right, stop, celebrate and stamp this
Pweb's still here, time of year to reminisce
Close friends,(mostly) speaking politely
Check all the threads daily and nightly
Will it ever stop, yo, I don't know
At least 9 more years...I hope so
No more scenes, no in-group accusations
Don't know? Ask...here for conversations
Laugh, then post in "Things that make me"
Mommy Brontosaurus has talk about babies
Planning, for all our Pweb weddings
"Things I hate" for the things you're dreading
Love it or leave it, you better choose "stay"
You better hit "reply" so we can play
If there was a problem, yo, we'll solve it
Check out the book, see how Ender resolves it
Post, post baby (you gotta)
Post, post baby (you gotta)...
If none of those are to your liking, maybe this is:
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Pweb!
Happy birthday to you!
And for those who don't celebrate birthdays, it is the 11th Anniversary or official Pweb Appreciation Day.
(If you don't get them, the key for the songs: Fresh Prince of Bel-Air Theme, Baby Got Back, Safety Dance, and Ice Ice Baby - all images are riffs on a screen shot from the videos.)