A translation for non-native 1337 sp34k3rz: “L33t” is what happens when your fist hits the keyboard and you pretend it makes any sense, similar to the practice of reading tea leaves and predicting the future, thus asserting your false sense of e-leet superiority because you know something nobody else does (what you were trying to say). Skeptics say that l33t is the last resort of the illiterate. þetta var það eina sem ég skildi. =S