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Enter 1st Grand Webshutter followed by, ranked by two, other Grand Webshutters, the 6th walking last, carrying a pile of laptops. The Procession circles the room and comes up to the table taking places accordingly.

We six.....
2nd Gr Wbshtr (does the same):
Do meet and affix.....
3rd Gr Wbshtr (as above):
By virtue of power of web-bigdicks.....
4th Gr Wbshtr (as above):
The web to close.....
5th Gr Wbshtr (as above):
And put to repose.....
6th Gr Wbshtr:
Like blowing our nose.
All slide opened laptops to the center of the table for the lids to come in contact. The Senior Steward lights a candle and sets it in the middle of the table between the laptop lids. Returns to his place.
1st Gr Wbshtr (plugs in the memory unit and pushes the button):
I enter the key.....
2nd Gr Wbshtr (does the same):
So do I, tweedle-dee.....
3rd Gr Wbshtr (as above):
In peace and unity.....
4th Gr Wbshtr (as above):
The keys shall unite.....
5th Gr Wbshtr (as above):
By virtue of our right.....
6th Gr Wbshtr (as above):
On this placid glamorous night.
The Master of Armagheddon leaves his station, comes to the table and gathers laptops from it. The Gr Wbshtrs stand, hold hands and thrash them powerfully three times up and down.
Gr Wbshtrs (in choir): No more web! No more web! No more web!
1st Wbshtr:
Most Vicious brethren, please be seated. Our works are in progress.
The Procedure continues as usual.