It Crowd Ipsum

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Dear Sir stroke Madam, I am writing to inform you of a fire which has broken out at the premises of... Unbelievable! Some idiot disabled his firewall, meaning all the computers on Seven are teeming with viruses, plus I've just had to walk all the way down the motherfudging stairs, because the lifts are broken AGAIN! How long have you been disabled? Ten years? Ten years, and how did it happen? If that's not a rude question. Acid? I'm going to murder you... You bloody woman! When I started Reynholm Industries, I had just two things in my possession: a dream and 6 million pounds. Hello, IT. Have you tried forcing an unexpected reboot?

Oh really? Then why don't you come down and make me then. No, that's the music you hear when... I'm sorry are you from the past? Dear Sir stroke Madam, I am writing to inform you of a fire which has broken out at the premises of... Yes! Yesterday's jam. That is what we are to them!... Actually, that doesn't work, as a thing, because, you know, jam lasts for ages. Hello? I've had a bit of a tumble. When I started Reynholm Industries, I had just two things in my possession: a dream and 6 million pounds.

Yeah, you do know how a button works don't you? No, not on clothes. Hello, IT. Have you tried turning it off and on again? Hello, IT. Have you tried turning it off and on again? Hello, IT. Have you tried turning it off and on again? Unbelievable! Some idiot disabled his firewall, meaning all the computers on Seven are teeming with viruses, plus I've just had to walk all the way down the motherfudging stairs, because the lifts are broken AGAIN! You can come down here any time and I'll be waiting for you! [slams down phone] That told her!

A gay musical, called Gay. That's quite gay. Gay musical? Aren't all musicals gay? This must be, like, the gayest musical ever. How can you two... Don't Google the question, Moss! It's like they're pally-wally with us when there's a problem with their printer, but once it's fixed... I've got Aunt Irma visiting. Oh, do you not like Aunt Irma? I've got an aunt like that. When I started Reynholm Industries, I had just two things in my possession: a dream and 6 million pounds. Well that's easy to remember. 0118 999 88199 9119 725! ... 3!

They just toss us away like yesterday's jam. Hello, IT. Have you tried turning it off and on again? I'll put this over here, with the rest of the fire. It's like they're pally-wally with us when there's a problem with their printer, but once it's fixed... A story of a young man trying to find his sexuality in the uncaring Thatcher years. Warning: Contains scenes of graphic homoeroticism. Nicer ambulances, faster response times and better looking drivers mean they're not just the Emergency Services, they're your Emergency Services.

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