YOU: The Shelbie Website! Our quest is at an end! God be praised! Almighty God, we thank Thee that Thou hast vouchsafed to us the most excellent site of Shelbie!
Web Server: 'Allo, daffy English kniggets and Monsieur Web-Browser-King, who has the brain of a duck, you know! So, we web server fellows out-wit you a second time!
YOU: How dare you profane this site with your presence!? I command you, in the name of the Knights of Camelot, to open the code of this sacred website, to which Shelbies Dad himself has guided us!
Web Server: How you English say, I one more time-a unclog my nose in your direction, sons of a window-dresser! So, you think you could out-clever us web server folk with your silly knees-bent running about in URL posting behavior! I wave my private parts at your aunties, you cheesy lot of second hand electric donkey bottom biters.
YOU: In the name of the EFF, we demand entrance to this sacred web site!
Web Server: No chance, English browser wetting types. I burst my pimples at you and call your web site serving request a silly thing. You tiny-brained wipers of other people's bottoms!
YOU: If you do not open this door, we shall take this web site by force!
Web Server: Yes, depart a lot at this time and cut the approaching any more or we fire arrows at the tops of your heads and make castanets out of your browser already! Ha ha!
YOU : Walk away. Just ignore them. Maybe close the browser or something...
Web Server : And now remain gone illegitimate faced buggerfolk! And, if you think you got nasty taunting this time, you ain't heard nothing yet! Daffy English kniggets! Thpppt!
Web Server : Oh, ok. To those who are patient, much is given.