Be Jason, admin of 9chan
Wake up, coffee, check site, big mistake
Board's a mess, worse than usual, think it's time for a reset
Decide to delete everything, like a digital scorched earth policy
Try to delete, but guess what?
Internet's like a cockroach, it just won't die
Every time he hits 'delete', some autist has already mirrored the content
Jason's sweating, "Maybe if I just unplug everything?"
Nope, someone's already screenshotting, laughing their ass off