Having a brewsky with my friends Potroast and Zuckerberg. This was way back at the beginning. We were the three most disliked freshmen at Harvard. Didn't even like each other, but, hey, we had to hang out with somebody, OK?
Zuckerberg and Potroast were arguing about...whatever, probly who was the coolest dude. I finally laffed cruelly and said something like, "Hey, shaddup awready!"
That's when the lightbulb lit up over Zuckerberg's head. It's when he said, "Hey, let's start a social network on the Internet and become billionaires."
We laffed. All three of us. Potroast said, "I'm too cool for this bullshit. You're starting to bore me. I'm leaving." He left.
I said, "Hey, Zuck, so what is a social network on the Internet?"
Zuckerberg said, "You know what the Internet is, right? And don't call me Zuck, you fuck."
I said, "Thanks, Con. I know what it's gonna be in ten years, Zuck, but that's a long way off. I need money now. I can't even afford the beer."
"Not to worry, dickhead, I've got the beer. But you are in my debt, deeply. A social network is a place to hang out for people who can get along . We set it up so people can click on an icon to like each other."
"What if they stop liking each other?"
"Hey, dumbass, then they can unlike each other. What could be simpler?"
"I'll tell you what would be simpler, Zuck. A place where people can start out hating each other. A place to vent and snark and call each other names - how the politicians say - ad hominem or some shit?
"I like it. Flame Book! Yeah, for guys like us."
"Problem is, there aren't that many guys like us, Zuck. Most people pretend they're not assholes."
"Hey, stop with the Zuck, or I'll kick your ass. So OK, we start one for the pretenders and the other one for guys like us, who love to shit in the sandbox."
"Girls, too. Some of them are meaner than us."
"Mean Book! Cool. You do that one and I'll do the other one. Whoever makes the first billion buys the next round."