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I like the implication that the pizza place doesn’t ask for a delivery address, they just head to whatever general area (and time apparently) the customer’s connection appears to be from.
Well this same delivery person has canonically delivered to Satan himself, so not entirely out of place.
How do you get a VPN endpoint in 1914?
Radios in the trenches
Alan Turing would be 2 at that point so I’d just ask him to get started.

The guys in the trenches would probably be pretty stoked to get 5 large meat feasts, though. So, overall a plus.
I too am a fan of Smiling Friends, fun.
The Frowning Friends won in the end.




