There is no real set of Rules to the Internet, only a standard 4 on which everyone agrees (1, 2, 34, and 35) and some bullshit rules that came out of nowhere. There have been countless renderings of the rules, all of which have sucked balls in one way or another, the earliest originating from IRC faggotry. Nonetheless, since all 13-year-old boy subconsciously crave supervision because their parents are physically and emotionally unavailable (much like converts to Islam crave direction in a world gone mad after leaving the family hugbox), The Rules of the Internet have become a virtual Internets Ten Commandments for them.
