>"Heh. Hehe-hehehe. Heh. Hey Butthead, check this out."
>"It's a computer, Beavis. The gateway to internet porn and music videos of varying degrees of quality."
>"N-No I know that I mean look at where I am."
>"That's a whole lot of text, Beavis. You're not telling me you're reading, are you?"
>"Shut up! Look, there's this place right. Called 4chan and people there get REALLY mad when I post about stuff they don't like. Check it out!"
>"Hmm. You tempt me with angering strangers but reading... Alright, show me."
>"H-hee Look, watch this. This is called 'shitposting' Butthead."
>"Hmm, shitposting. Quite an elegant name, Beavis."
>"Look! Look! They're responding to me!"
>"Uuuuhuhuhuhuh. Tell them they're dumb."
>"H-heheheheh. 'You. guys. are. dumb.' enter."
>"Woah, that one guy called you a slur."
>"Heh. Watch I'll call him one back."
>"So what'd you have to say to get them this mad, Beavis?"
>"Uhm. It's kind of a long story but I just post about some uh, fan works about this one visual novel about dinosaurs and uhm-"
>"Shhh, dear Beavis. Behold. More angry replies." Butthead points at the screen.
>"Heheheh. Now watch this, Butthead. My super move. I pretend to be someone else and agree with me."
>"Uuuhuhuhhuh wow. People really fall for that? Uhuhuhh."
>"Yeah! HEhehehe. Yeah it always works watch."
>The two spend the next ten minutes shitposting before moving on to look at tits.