One fine fall morning, three friends found themselves on the internet.
Their names were Flo, Moe, and Zoe.
While on Facebook, Moe posted on Flo's wall.
"Flo. Have you heard the news? Hobo Joe's gone missing. No one's seen him for three days."
"What?" Flo replied, flabbergasted at the news. "Hobo Joe's gone missing? Where else am I supposed to get my chicken to go?"
"I don't know, but we have to find him," Moe said.
"Well, that's just a great idea, Moe," Flo said. "It would work great if I wasn't on the other side of the world, separated from you by an entire OCEAN."
"This is Hobo Joe we're talking about here!" Zoe butted into their conversation. "You're going to leave him missing, possibly dead, just because you can't swim across the Pacific Ocean?"
"Nor can I exactly hitchhike all the way across the country," Flo said.
"Guys, you forget where we are," Moe said. "We're on the Internet. You can do anything here."
"We could maybe even find Hobo Joe, if we work together," Flo said.
"Yes!" Zoe said. "We can become... the HOBOS OF THE INTERNET!"
"Ummm..." Moe said. "We'll keep working on a group name."
"Goodbye, Hobo Flo! I shall see you soon as well, Hobo Moe," Zoe said.
"We're not hobos," Flo said.
"Yet," Zoe said. "But we shall be."
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