Worldwide Werewolf Meetup Message Board. Submitted by Splendiferous. The Internet, originally designed by the military to send and store data, is now being used by people who think they are werewolves to meet up and do werewolf things, like wear airbrushed t-shirts and order Grand Slam Breakfasts at Denny's. I think if the military was able to see into the future back then (as they are able to do now), they would dissolve the Internet and drop a few nukes for good measure if they saw posts like this:
No one seems to have faith anymore... It's sad really. None of you think that true werewolves exist, and yet you join this message board because of your "spiritual" connection with wolves. It is apparent that you simply have a lack of faith and find that you enjoy speaking to people that are just like you. That's fine, I can respect that. I, however, am different and do believe that shifting is possible. ANYTHING is possible... So, I'll continue to check this site just to see what your replies are... I'm interested to see what kinds of illogical and sophomoric things that you decide to say in return... But I'll keep my mind open, no matter what you say, I will believe what I choose to believe. For "To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible."
(St. Thomas Aquinas)
And this one about a possible war between werewolves and Draculas:
I don't understand why there would even need to be a war I mean they are like 4.6 billion people in the USA alone, and there can't be that many vamps or weres that would make a huge difference in the feeding areas. Plus there are more animals that people by at least 8 animals to every one person.
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