Once upon a time there was a bug. The bug had a good time these days, when more and more things became digital. In the old days, a mail was something written on paper and put in an envelope and sent by postal service delivered to a home or a office, calculations where made on abacuses or slide rules and locks where locked with physical, metal keys. To be a bug in this environment you was all dependent on a good season of flowers and fruits to stay alive. Now, in the digital world, he could move easily from one cell phone to another, from one computer disc to another no matter season and weather. The worst thing he could face was a fire-wall and they were not hardly as painful as they were in the old days. All they did were being a wall. He never understood why they were called "fire-walls". Anyway, they were no problem - he just chewed on the cables instead.
Rory's Story Cubes