Actually this is easier than it looks.
1: I post 'I have absolutely no idea whence came those words...erm...eth'.
2: Someone who's been around for a while, probably that reprobate Underhill, posts 'Wait a minute:
didn't you read that poem over Tolkien's grave last February, resulting in the invention of the Travest-o-Meter ©®?'
4: I skip point number three to avoid accidentally typing in a pound sign.
5: Wylkynsion mumbles 'you berk,' but only Etceteron hears him, so it's a wasted comment.
6: The Travest-o-Meter ©® detects the presence of a talking black sword made by Eöl in an RPG, factors in its terrible South London accent, and explodes.
7: Another major city bites the dust.
So endeth the lesson.
