And, just as the group was about to embark upon their gender bender adventure, Hobo Underbridge cried out, "Hold on! Look what I just found under a pile of half eaten potatoes and a dead cat!!" And with that he held up a mysterious looking and really awful smelling parchment covered in strange, ancient ruins and bits of equally ancient fermented vegetables.
"Let me see that", said Bandolf with a tone of authority that was almost certainly uncalled for, "Hmmmm, . . . yeeSSsssssSssss. . . um hum. . .I see. . .
"Well, what is it Bandolf"?, asked Jimbo anxiously, "and more importantly, is it worth anything? My garbage pile ya know, just want to be clear about that right off. . . "
Bandolf interrupted, "it's appears to be a very old dialect of Ancient Geek, but I think I can. . . ah yes,. . .yes, it reads":
"In the early years of the information age, the mysterious webmasters forged message boards;
9 were given to the atheists; beings convinced of their own mortality.
7 to the theists; those diggers of dogma that dwelt deep within the ancient texts.
3 to the agnostics; (because there wasn't much bandwidth left)
But, unbeknownst to these beings, the Dark Webmaster, Rex, forged in secret another message board;
One with which he could rule all the races of Muddled Earth; Atheists, Theists, Agnostics, and even trolls.
With this message board he brought them together;
One site to bring them all, one site to bind them,
One site to rule them all and constantly remind them,
(That)
As a community of diverse cultural and religious backgrounds, our aim is to provide a civil environment, informative, respectful and welcoming where people of diverse beliefs can discuss, compare and debate religion while engaging in fellowship with one another.
Yeah, it doesn't ryhme, but all in all it was a good start".
