Early morning twitter conversation in which I destroy childhood icons for someone I’ve only just met.
mercerch: So it’s 1am Saturday….. what to do.
xinit0: kill an hour, and move all the clocks in your house ahead…
mercerch: Thought the clocks did not change until 4am or something.
xinit0: Like anyone will know… go on… change them now… @sarahsemark and I won’t tell ANYONE…
sarahsemark: no way, dude. i’ll inform on anyone to the time police. they give you extra sleeping-time if you do!
xinit0: There’s more sleep time involved. Calling now…
mercerch: wow, and I get called geeky! I gotta introduce you two to my friends, ill look like the Fonz in comparison.
xinit0: Like the Fonz? a guy who hangs out in a men’s bathroom in a diner all day and invites guys to sit on his thumb? Neato
sarahsemark: THANK YOU for forever ruining whatever wholesome nostalgia i may ever have had about happy days. want to sully the care bears, too?
mercerch: oh for the love of god don’t get him started!
xinit0: Come on, there was something just not right with Happy Days… and you know it was all The Fonz
xinit0: Is there anything about the Fonz that would not get him arrested if he were talking to a kid today?
Arthur Fonzerelli; don’t let your kids near him…