MWGT "Ah, nivlac, my trusted warrior, what are we to do with these nefarious nuisances?"
nivlac (hand clasped behind his back, a soft, concerned look on his face.) "Well, sir, we could make them clear their caches. That might buy some time."
MWGT (stunned look on his face.) "Clear the caches??!! Brilliant!! Why didn't I think of that?"
(Knock on the door) "Come in."
(Alex enters with a pained look on her face.) " Um, guys, we have bigger problems than caches here. It seems there's this jayjonbeach feller that claims our servers are inadequate at certain times."
"Is that so?' queries nivlac. "Well, we'll see about this...."
(sound of hammer case being opened, stomping feet and door slamming...)
TBC