Aha! To be astounded. An army of assholes, an association armed with an arsenal of asinine ambiguously adult anonymity. This antiquated armada, no mere attack force, is an astounding assembly of articulate aristocrats. Assuming the collective affliction has not abruptly atrophied, another day of ardent internet arguments arises. Under the ambiguous aegis of internet anonymity, all annoying assertions may be announced with reckless abandon. Apology? Do not forgive. Alas, I am aflutter. After the anticipation.
Place contact A in a fixed position.
Place contact B on the dial.
Ensure they come together at some point to complete a connection.
Time for 1812 Overture's ending.
This guy, fawkes.
Aha! To be astounded. An army of assholes, an association armed with an arsenal of asinine ambiguously adult anonymity. This antiquated armada, no mere attack force, is an astounding assembly of articulate aristocrats. Assuming the collective affliction has not abruptly atrophied, another day of ardent internet arguments arises. Under the ambiguous aegis of internet anonymity, all annoying assertions may be announced with reckless abandon. Apology? Do not forgive. Alas, I am aflutter. After the anticipation.
You may call me Anonymous.
Tchaikovsky?? Are you a Russian bot?!?!
I take it you're not familiar with the finale?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u2W1Wi2U9sQ
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9gYhnUKehU
I do not know, comrade, what you are talking about. I am a fellow human. Ha. Ha. Ha.
A little more involved than that, but yes, you are basically correct.