>>16353920You flamboyantly place a hand on your hip, "Who the hell still uses Myspace?"
House shrugs, "I don't know. That's actually why I'm here at the Historical Institution today, both to get a good House-fap out of all the cute little Japanese girls on the monitor *and* to discover the decline of recent social media sites, all while indulging myself on this delicious chocolate bar."
House takes out a Snickers and unwraps it. He takes a bite, "It's just so annoying, how I can sit here at the public library and use my computer, and wiggle it off like a wascally like runt while everyone else DOESN'T whack it off, how they just SPEND each and EVERY minute of their lives AT THE LIBRARY ON SOCIAL MEDIA WEBSITES. And it's not even Facebook either, it's Myspace. People of this century, in this year, on such an outdated website. Do people even still use MyYearbook? Do people remember MyYearbook? I don't even know if it's real, I made up the name on the spot. I SWEAR."
"I SWEAR. WHY DOESN'T ANYONE WANT TO EXPLAIN, WANT TO TELL ME WHY MYYEARBOOK EXISTS."
House begins smashing the chocolate bar on the library computer, slowly mushing it up as well as destroying the computer.
"WHY."
"WON'T."
"ANYONE."
"CONFIRM IT?!"
When his anger subsides, he realizes that he's just eviscerated his own computer with a chocolate bar. He blinks twice, then turns to you with a scowl.
"Look, now you've ruined my privacy AND my pornography. And my lunch."
A) "Why are you so angry, Dr. House?"
B) "C-Can I have some of that chocolate?"
C) "TELL US WHAT THIS PAMPHLET MEANS, OLD MAN!"
D) Offer him some vicodin.
