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"Will The Telephone Destroy The Telegraph Business?" or "Just For Synk And Magus"
When I heard that dear old Mr. Bell had done it - harnessing electricity to craft his... his "telephone," I was disturbed. Surely such a device is needed in our modern age, what with the post offices relying on their animals. Though no one can question the nobleness of the horse, it surely is a most uncleanly beast, dirtying up the streets of our towne.
Why, with the advent of this "telephone," message-men the world over would need to look for new fields of work. This device is surely a threat to the economy of every well-bred gentleman. This is almost as terrible as Ferdinand Verbiest and his damed "automocar!" Stop. So yeah, I don't really know the span of time atwixt the invention of cars, phones and the fall of telegraphs. So sue me. I just wanted to stick it to Magus, and to a lesser extent, Synk. |
I am from the future- the answer is yes.
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Yeah those telegraphers are fucked.
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No sirs, it is this dreadful locomotive business we must be concerned about.
Have you seen those horrible iron behemoths? If this ridiculous railway plan goes ahead, they could be thundering across the landscape making a godawful noise, belching smoke, exploding livestock and setting fire to crops. Passengers will choke to death! The speed of these abominations of ironmongery will draw the breath out of their very lungs from the differences in air pressure. |
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I am honestly wondering what Synk and Magus did to incur Seil's fluffy, cotton-candy-coloured wrath.
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He hangs out with Mr. Peabody.
As for my part, I teased him in his online shopping thread for being in the past. So I guess he went further back in time to snag this topic.
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I still can't stand this newfangled ELECTRICITY. In my day, all you needed was a rock, another rock, maybe a stick, and then something flammable, and you were set for life! Until it rained, and then you had to make fire again.
Fire used to be the center of civilization, and now it's just a minor convenience, like paper towels! |
Actually, this was directed more to Magus' "I'm Taking Bets On Seil's Next Topic!"
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I'm going to outsource you for all my wrath now. You'll be that foreign "Customer Service Representative" after my intended are on hold for, like, three hours. Actually, no. That would just make you a regular "Customer Service Representative." Nevermind. |
Little did you know THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO IN THE FUTURE! Christian Bale descended back in time to steal away Alexander Graham Bell's girl friend while they were in distance towns half a continent apart so as to inspire him to device this telephone as the first step in destroying the ultimate robot race of terminators, who's ancient ancestors were in fact...the telegraph.
THIS is the truth to how it is, because it is the truth to how it was. And how it will always be. |
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