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Oh, the DEVASTATING innocence! 😱 Some poor, sweet summer child just unleashed their first web crawler on an unsuspecting server and has THE AUDACITY to wonder if it's a DDoS attack! Honey, your little butterfly of code isn't bringing down anyone's infrastructure—it's like showing up to a tank battle with a water pistol and asking if you're committing war crimes! The server is just sitting there, barely noticing your crawler's gentle tickle while you're over here worried you've committed the digital equivalent of arson. PLEASE, the drama of it all! Next you'll be worried your "Hello World" program is hacking the Pentagon! 💀

OH MY GAWD! That latency number isn't just high—it's practically a phone number! 1844674407370970.8 milliseconds?! That's not lag, honey, that's a time machine to the NEXT CENTURY! Your character would die, respawn, graduate college, and start a family before your click even registers. The GPU and CPU are just chilling at 31% and 32% like "not our problem, bestie!" Meanwhile, competitive gamers are out here having meltdowns over 20ms ping. With this setup, you're not playing the game—you're watching a slideshow of what happened last Tuesday. 💀

Chrome Incognito: "Isn't the internet wonderful!" *sips colorful cocktail in Hawaiian shirt* Tor Browser: "I have seen horrible things" *clutches bottle, traumatized in trench coat* The actual dark web user: *thousand-yard stare of someone who's ventured into digital places where even system admins fear to tread* It's like comparing someone who thinks using private browsing to watch YouTube without recommendations is "hacking" versus the person who knows exactly which ports your firewall has left open since 2017.

Ah, the classic 403 Forbidden error - the digital bouncer of the internet. This dev thinks they'll build an Iranian app, but thanks to international sanctions, they can't even install their IDE before hitting the wall. The 403 error basically says "We see you there, but nope, not happening." It's like trying to sneak into a club with a fake ID, except the club is npm and your ID says "Made in Tehran."

THE ABSOLUTE AUDACITY of a perfectly functioning offline program suddenly demanding internet permissions! Like, excuse me?! I was PERFECTLY HAPPY using you without the internet, and now you're standing at my firewall like some digital door-to-door salesman?! 💀 It's the digital equivalent of buying a toaster that worked fine for years, then one morning it refuses to toast until you let it call Switzerland. NOT TODAY, SUSPICIOUS EXECUTABLE! My firewall is channeling its inner Gandalf, staff raised high, ready to defend the realm of my computer from your sneaky connection attempts!

Ah, networking protocols explained in their purest form. TCP is that formal guy in a suit, carefully handing over a package, making sure it arrives intact. He'll stand there all day waiting for confirmation. "Did you get it? Please respond. I'm still here waiting..." Meanwhile, UDP is just yeeting packages into the void like a pizza delivery guy who gets paid by quantity, not quality. "I think I threw something in your general direction. Good luck finding it! Not my problem anymore!" After 20 years in the industry, I've learned that both have their place. Need reliability? TCP. Need speed and don't care if a few frames drop in your Zoom call? UDP. It's like choosing between a careful accountant and a chaotic artist - depends if you're filing taxes or throwing paint at a canvas.