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Any cheques will eventually turn rubber and bounce to orbit. They don't always use TTY operators, but that allows them to multi-task by tieing up several operators at once. It must be hell to be a real Nigerian business. "Hello, this is RoverSoft of Nigeria .." *click*

The folks at General Hospital will be hearing from my attorney.

Favorite line from the article: "It is much harder to fool people with a website." If only that were true.

Here's one, or search for "email processor no experience necessary" in your favourite search engine.

Seriously, I actually saw this as a "real" job on Workopolis one time in the students category. I guess they smartened up and killed those postings.

Sister taffy is a big dyke

Party Animal

Hello Marky,

The party I mentioned was in N Beach. The house itself was up on a ridge
on a hill overlooking the ocean; made a nice view of the bay. The house
was owned by a self-proclaimed hair stylist and his partner who always
bragged that he only worked one day a week, 48 hours straight. The house
was quite large. The living room was like an enormous empty cavern, with
only a small table in front of a large couch. There were a few chairs
scattered around the couch, but it all seemed quite naked. This little
furniture collection formed an intimate audience style arranged before a
large projection screen tv that played a normal porno tape, just your
regular suck & fuck film.

The white carpet was covered with a layer of blankets. Small,
"personal" sized cans of Crisco scattered at strategic points of
convenience, making certain that a fist was within reach of a good lube
job.

The group was composed of paired strangers brought together by the hair
stylist and made a rather motley and eclectic gathering. Two guys in
leather, another set blondes, a pair of blacks, two collegiate types and
several skin heads, all in all, a rather nasty looking group.

I noticed the blonde was laying back, pants open, slowly jacking while he
watched the film, seemingly oblivious to the group milling about with
drinks. It seemed quite natural for a guy to jack off in the room while
he enjoyed the fuck film. His pace quickened, and his balls tightened
up. He got to the cusp of shooting his load and his strokes intensified,
I dropped to my knees, took his cock in my mouth and swallowed the boy's
load. We exchanged gratitude and quick smiles; he didn't make a mess
and I like nothing better than to have a guy jack off in my mouth.

A light flickered, the video screen volume came up and a narrator asked
us to take seats. A film began, obviously done inside a very large
barn. Two guys stepped into frame, both quite goodlooking and probably
early 20's. The brunette with the long hair, had his pants already
opened -- he looked like he knew what he was expecting. His buddy
stepped off frame and we heard a voice say, "Ok Tom, now strip naked
boy." And with that he stripped off his blue jeans, shirt and shorts.
He displayed a beautiful body about 20, stood smiling and proud with half
a hardon.

In the background we could hear a horse whiney. Behind Tom was a wooden
"horse" type of table similar to what a carpenter uses but reconfigured
for a better use. It allowed space for a guy to lay on with his cock and
balls hanging through a hole in the top, and restraints at each of the
four legs. There were very large rubber cups that obviously would hold a
horse hoof each.

Tom's partner returned and helped Tom onto the wooden horse, tucking his
cock and balls into the hole, ass up, ankles and wrists bonded to each
appropriate leg. The voice behind the camera gave instructions on
occasion to keep things moving. As the last step, Peter (the partner)
took a rag and rubbed it on Tom's naked ass and hips and cast it to the
side. Finally Tom was strapped securely to the wooden horse, and turned
his head to watch what was approaching.

Peter (the handler) then brought an incredibly beautiful black stallion.
His body gleamed with sweat, his nostrils snorted with passion. The
stallion pranced a bit. The stallion had been well primed with the same
rag that had been rubbed on a mare in heat. The stallion's cock hung
long under his flanks.

Peter brought the horse to Tom -- coaxed the horse into the well-used
rubber cups. The stallion had been here before. Tom pushed his ass back
-- wanting the horse cock desperately. His ass flared opened, red and
wet -- this boy had been primed. He needed preparation to take this
cock.

The huge horse cock rose to a long hard 20 inches. Peter grasped the
base of the cock to control the horse and guided the horse cock to Tom's
open flared-red butt hole. The stallion lunged at the upturned ass,
trying to impale the boy with his huge cock. Peter finally got the head
of the dick at the boy's hole and the huge cock slide about 12 inches
into the boy -- Tom convulsed and was impaled with the huge horse cock.
If it hadn't been for Peter holding the horse cock by the base, the
stallion would have shoved the entire 20 inches of cock up his ass.

The blonde that I had seen earlier, had been watching the black guy open
his pants, take out a huge 9-1/2 cock and lay back slowly stroking while he
watch the boy get horse fucked. The blonde crawled over on his hands and
knees, looked up for approval, got a nod and took the huge cock down his
throat. After a few moments, the guy said, "That's enough sucking, now
lick my boots the same way boy."

And with that the blonde crawled onto the floor, and began licking his
shoes with the same passion he licked the man's black cock. His
beautiful bubble butt turned up in the air. I want to see that butt
naked later I thought.

Turning back to the film, I watched the horse ram fucking the willing
ass, the horse snorted violently, cum shot out of his ass. As the horse
became to calm down, the camera moved in to focus on the horse cock still
inside the boy -- we could see part of a face with dark hair like Peter
-- sucking the horse cum out of Tom's ass. The video went dark.

A side door opened and a man stepped into the room. He stepped onto a
small plastic stage and started to address the group. My attention was
drawn to the side as a whiff of fresh manshit waffed under my nose. The
two collegiate boys were in a far corner. The crew cut guy totally naked
squatted over his partner that laid under him completely clothed. I
could clearly see a long thin rope of brown turd hanging from his asshole
into the boy's mouth. The boy laid on his back quite calm with his
hands folded on his flat tummy. The crew cut said in a gruff low voice,
"Don't move an inch, just eat my shit boy." The turd slowly
disappeared down his mouth as he chewed obediently. He never moved,
didn't open his pants or make a sound -- just obeyed. He ate his
Master's shit.

I returned my attention to the man on the small lite stage. He said we
could take a short break and return to the amusement for the main
attraction.

About 15 minutes later he called us back from our refreshment and
miscellaneous blow jobs. The real personalities had come out. Several
more guys were sporting large slave collars, most had brown stains on
their tongues or fresh piss. During the 15 minute break I watched a guy
get punch fisted -- made for interesting cocktail time.

Our guest was dressed in stained levies, and smelled of strong horse
shit. His voice sounded similar to the voice behind the camera. He said
he wanted us to enjoy ourselves and could take part if we wished.

And with that the door opened again. A young boy about 14 or 15, dressed
in a black silk Japanese-type komona was brought from the side door,
proper small slave collar around his white neck, with a dangling dog
chain to the side, held by his Master. His pure white innocent face
shined above the black silk.

This is Tim, the announcer said. The boy is a willing participant in the
games of the evening. He gestured towards Tim, and the Master stepped
behind him and in one pull, ripped off the silk komona, exposing a naked,
lean, well developed young virgin to be ravished at will. His only
clothing was his dog collar.

He was slowly walked around so that we could all get a close touch and
feel. Not to get too raudy we were warned. You'll have him later.

They returned to the small lite stage and the boy obediently dropped
naked to his hands and knees. The boy's dog chain hung from his neck
and clicked on the floor when he turned his head around to watch the dog,
his Master, enter the room proudly. The lights from under the stage
light his under belly perfectly.

A large german Sheppard was brought in from the side door without a
leash. The Master brought the dog to the boy's upturned ass -- he
sniffed. MMM -- this doggie had been there before! A long pink cock
poked out of the dog sheath, the dog tongued the boy's upturned ass.

Immediately the dog mounted the boy, and started stabbing at the
beautiful white boy ass, trying to find his pink hole. The dog handler
helped guide the now extended hard dog-cock into the boy's body. The
boy pushed back when the dog cock touched his open willing hole. The
animal thrust into his bitch in one shove, taking took over his bitch,
fucking wildly like the animal he is.

My attention was drawn to the black guy on the couch. He was naked when
I turned looked and heard him order the blonde to strip. The boy stood
up as ordered and waited for his instructions. He took his arm, walked
around the couch and then shoved him back into the sofa, lifted his legs
exposing another pink asshole spread wide, waiting to be taken. The
black guy held his 9-1/2 hard cock in hand, with a little lube and impaled
the boy in one stroke down to his pubes. The boy gasped and smile,
spreading his legs more while the black guy fucked him with the same
passion the dog fucked the boy on stage. An unforgettable image of
watching that huge black cock slide into that white round ass.

I looked back to the stage and could see from the well lit position the
dog knot had begun to grow -- and the dog fucked with wild animal
abandon, harder and harder. Finally we heard the boy groan -- and saw
the knot disappear into his beautiful tight ass. The Master was locked
to his bitch.

Again the door opened and a second man brought out a black lab --
prancing proudly. The lab was brought to the front of the boy. Without
hesitation, the dog jump on his shoulders, poking his already hard cock
towards the boy's open mouth. I could easily see the angelic innocent
pure white face eagerly open his mouth and take the dog cock and suck
greedily. He loved blowing the dog cock.

We watched in passion and rapture as the boy sucked off the black lab
while his tender ass was getting well fucked with a huge Sheppard cock.
Finally the Sheppard stopped pumping, wanting to be free, but was locked
to the boy's ass. The dog turned and tried to drag the helpless boy
back -- he could only move with his Master. Cum dripped out of his the
corner of mouth and asshole.

The collegiate boy stood next to me still fully dressed, he wore a touch
of brown stain around his lips like a badge of honor. He literally
drooled watching the boy get fucked. I finally asked, "Hot isn't
it?" To which he responded, "I sure would like to clean that up." I
looked at his master with a questioned face and he nodded to the boy. At
that moment the boy dashed across the room, slide under the boy-dog fuck
combo and drank the dog cum and boy juices dripping out of his open ass
with great relish.

A huge bear of a man approached me, looked me in the eyes - I thought he
was going to tear me apart or rape me. Instead, he dropped to his knees,
slowly and very gently opened my pants, took out my hard cock and began
to blow me. There was a hot guy on each side occupying my hands and
fingers while I alternately stroked cock and finger butt hole.

The rest of the evening turned into a blur of a long shadowed orgy. Even
for breakfast I fucked a guy on the table.

If a company is unethical in one area of business, can they be trusted to be ethical in another area?

If SonicBlue board had these "free" loans, they were definitely being unethical. I don't believe these loans should have been allowed in the first place.

Also, if we can publicly see their unethical behavior, what other unethical behavior was going on?

http://www.voy.com/54837/15.html

I have recently been fighting with a major US airline company, Delta over a service problem.

Maybe the problems we see sometimes are simply the tops of the deeper problems.

You can see the lyrics here.

WinPoet works with static IP addresses. It all depends on your ISP, and whether they associate your login with a static IP address (i.e. a good ISP) or just grab an IP from a pool (i.e. tightwad fucking loser money grubbing clueless ISP).

There are drivers for Macintosh, Linux, Solaris, and most of the windoze line. For *nux, I'd recommend Roaring Penguin which is just a simple protocol wrapper for existing PPP drivers. Instead of specifying a serial TTY port, use the pty option of pppd to pipe to a process. Simple. Discussion groups here. And IPSec shouldn't care about PPPoE, but I would suspect that typical (i.e. buggy as shit) windoze versions get confused by new device drivers.

PPPoE is pretty common all across Europe. This is because we have monopoly telcos (just like SBC, but with even less ethics) who refuse to allow wireline access to customers. So they aggregate all the DSL connections into Broadband Access Servers, and feed the resulting IP stream to the ISPs based on the CHAP logon. This allows a resemblance of competition, while still taking their cut of the profits. And it allows the telcos to promote their own services ahead of all competitors, and of course their provisioning software works only on their own ISPs systems, and all competitors have to constantly update and hopefully not lose too many customers because the provisioning protocol changes every Monday morning *cough*FraudTelecom*cough*BilgeCom*cough*. [rantmode=off]

If the article is correct about only allowing dynamically assigned IPs, they you are fuckt. Take the article with a grain of salt, because there are enough other factual errors I think the author pulled a bunch of facts out of his ass. If SBC behaves like telcos in Europe, they'll just pass the PPPoE stream to the ISP, and if the ISP wants to offer static IP addresses, no problem. Over here, some give static IPs for no extra cost, others charge as much as US$100 per month on top of the ISP fee.

the AC

Let's see what WebFerret (The only way to search the Web!) makes of "nohican"..

[time passes..]

Ha!

1. http://www.hideaway.net/vuln-dev/j uly /66.html

nohican@MARCELLA.NIETS.ORG

Kind Regards,
Joost Pol aka Nohican
Root66

2. http://www.voy.com/5188/1/52.html

mailto:nohican@niets.org

Joost Pol
IRIS International

3. http://archive s.n eohapsis.com/archives/vuln-dev/2000-q2/0453.html

Subject: Re: The Million Dollar Solution (NOT?)
From: Nohican (nohican@NIETS.ORG)
Date: Sat May 06 2000 - 20:20:55 CDT

ps: read his posts; I think from the context, and from the fact that this is the only "nohican" that came back, that...

...oh, let's not jump to any conclusions!

t_t_b
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I think not; therefore I ain't®

Communists are communists.

And Christians are christians.

What was your point again? Oh yea, it's real easy to hate a bunch of people if you just stereotype them. Did Jesus tell you that? "Love thy neighbor as thyself" sounds pretty communistic to me.;-)

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