it's the same old story with a different, uh, whatever

It's a sad enough to realise that the stories I usually end up telling in a bar are the same ones as I've told everyone else before (the time I couldn't play Lou's guitar, the time we stole the giant pint, the time the cat ate a sock, and so forth) but what's worse is realising these stories are several years old and, well, there's nothing to replace them.

Oh my god, it's full of kittens

Fun with open wireless access point. Initially he sends all unidentified clients to www.kittenwar.com, but the stuff he does after that is funnier.