Here's my theory:
Karlos, Wayne, Piru, Franko, Smerf, are all the same person.
But it wasn't always that way...
It was the year 1999. In a last hurrah, those individuals had dialed into one of the last BBS around with their amigas. Little beknownst to them, the Icelandic Front for the Pickling of More Strange Fish had just perfected a new deep atomic method for fish preservation. They flipped the master switch and aimed at a large barrel of haddock when something went terribly awry. Instead of hitting the barrel, it hit their A2000, which had been serving up that very BBS the other forementioneds were dialed into. when the dust had cleared, there standing before them, was a gnarly multi-appendaged conglomerate of persons all terribly knowledgeable about amigas and other assorted computer topics. These Icelanders knew that the only way to keep the world safe from their terrible sad knowledge was to build a server room about them and tap them constantly into the new internet to prevent the spread of FUD concerning the holy trinity of AOS/MORPHOS/AROS.
And that is how Amiga.org banned Skynet from taking over and sending a termination unit back to the past to kill Sarah Connor.
The end.
