The (Mis)Adventures of Brovo the mass murdering GM.

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A: Hey Brovo!
Brovo: Hey A! Posted yet?
A: Not yet, soon. :3
Brovo: Awesome!

-two days later-

Brovo: Just checking in, posting yet?
A: Oh I have just been busy sorry! Get on it soon.
Brovo: Oh fantastic, no worries, I work full time night shift, I understand.

-two more days later-

Brovo: Alright so you have been online for a couple hours now, how long will you be around for?
A: All night! Why?
Brovo: Post? :3
A: OMG stop harassing me about it Brovo I will get on it when I can I'm a really busy person with [personal reasons omitted] and [more lawnmower noises here], you don't understand!1!~
Brovo: ...okay.

-four days later-
Brovo: I am posting tomorrow.
A: Wait give me more time!
Brovo: Nope. Just put up a two paragraph post or something nice and quick.
A: YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW HARD MY LIFE IS [unending, moderately offensive stream of completely inconsiderate, childish crap]

-two days later-

A: OMG YOU OOSTED AND LEFT ME BEHIND [rage about how horrible I am, acting as if two paragraphs is impossible to do in over 168 hours]
Brovo: Sorry. Had to continue the story. You can catch up this round though!

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As a GM I hear a lot of incredible dumb things. There's one story of, sadly, many.