Let me tell you a story.
One that no one else will ever tell, because they don't have connections.
LISTEN UP AND LISTEN CAREFULLY AS I SHALL ONLY TYPE THIS STORY ONCE

It starts on the night of Wednesday, the 2nd of January. Just being the new year, Ryan Ross, Spencer Smith, Brendon Urie & Jon Walker wish to spend their time together in a house, coming up with more magical plans and puzzles and secrets for 2008.
Jon Walker, on his iMac decides to sift through pages on myspace & buzznet, seeing what people are saying about the previously new update on their website.
He comes across something startling.
Picking up his walkie-talkie (since everyone is in another room) he clicks a button and speaks into it:
"Ross! Walker to Ross, are you there? Over."
Ryan whips his head out of the fridge, runs over to the dining table and picks it up. "Ross to Walker! What have you found...? Over."
"It seems as though an epidemic is spreading... Over."
"Ross to Walker: ARE YOU CRAZY? Over."
"Ross, I am deadly serious. It seems as though kids world wide are starting to...PANIC! No pun intended. Over."
"But Jon Walker...what are WE supposed to do about it? Over."
"Well, Ross. I suggest we...all meet in Brendons bedroom and discuss the matter. Over."
"Gross, Jon. Over."
"No! Ross! I'm just saying Brendons room coz it's packed with red bull and dorito's. Over."
"So THAT'S where my chips went! Thanks Jon Walker. Meet you in there soon. Over."

Jon drops the walkie-talkie (or Walker-talkie as he likes to call it) and runs into Brendons room and waits for the others. First comes Ryan, then Spence with a crosswords book folded under his arm and then Brendon, wishing that Jon wouldn't mess up his bed like that by sitting on it. They get out snacks and start seriously discussing...
"So what shall we do?"
"What CAN we do?"
"Maybe we can...stop them from Panic!ing a little bit..."
"Pass the chips."
"I know! The perfect plan..."
"SPENCE, STOP HOGGING THEM!"
"Ooh, what plan?"
"Well...to stop everyone from Panic!ing so wildly, I suggest we...take away the exclamation mark."
"GENIUS!!"
"No! It'll never work! Where are kids gunna get their dose of punctuation from?"
"I say we add unnecessary punctuation into our album title."
"BRILLIANT! So is everyone agreed?"
"Yep!"
"YES!"
"Heck yeaah."
"Alright. we are now- and will soon officially be- Panic at the Disco."


END.