Internet Jokester Pillows

"Bad dog! What'd I say about relying on the Internet for medical advice?"

"Should we look it up on Google and see if it's dangerous?"

"Hewes, it's come to my attention that you've been using our internet access to troll for babes."

"Peter loves his online socialising."

Forward to 10 friends.

'He's browsing in privacy mode.'

"You can't use a search engine to find where you buried your bone."

'Hey, what happened to my cookies?'

'Again. . . why are we expelling these two?'

Clown receives 'hee hee mail'.

"I'm thinking the company website might need some upgrading. Which one of you is any good at writing customer testimonials?"

You're only the 795,209 person to visit this site, so you've won nothing!!!

"You haven't answered one of the 180,000 spam emails I sent you. I thought I'd drop by to personally call you rude."

"Something happened when he started trolling the internet. He became homicidally dogmatic."

"Remember, the password is case sensitive."

Mean Fellas

'I'm feeling ill. Know of any good cyber docs?'

'Everybody on the internet now knows I'm a dog, so I'm pretending to be a cat.'

Talk like a pirate day. . .

'He's so self-absorbed he follows his own Tweet.'

"Oh no - Junior's been on the internet again!"

"Wanna join my hangouts circle?"

"I wonder how long before her innocent little mind is polluted by the internet?"

Well, of COURSE you got hacked again! "Open Sesame" is, like, the worst password ever.

That isn't what prove you're not a robot means, Bob.

I'm sorry I asked you out so suddenly. I blame the internet. No harm done. I get used to saying things without thinking about the consequences. I just say what's on my mind. You've got beautiful hair. Oh no. Retreat to chatroom. I'm mildly amused by your condition.

Phish and chips

The Rapture, buffering

I got arrested for posting misinformation on the internet, I told a dating agency I was 6' 2".

"Can't you do something more creative than messing around with cupboard doors?"

"I've edited your Wikipedia entry again, Sadie. You're about to be inundated with phone calls from the press." "Whatever, geek-boy." "You're now the world's foremost authority on Turkey leprosy, the disease that's threatening to ruin the holidays." "No one'll believe that." "Oh yeah? I wrote a Wikipedia page for Turkey leprosy, too, along with examples of all the historical figures it's killed, such as the Archduke of Crushistan." "There is no 'Crushistan.'" "I've written a Wikipedia entry for C

Press Any Key. No, Not That One.

"I think you should hire me for my vast software knowledge. . . and then pay for me to go learn software."

'Twitter for goldfish.'

'I think the computer has a crush on me. It asked me to remain after class.'