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Intel Tualatin Processors and Motherboard Support?
IntelIntrique asks: "I became intrigued when I learned about the new P3 Tualatin processors with a 512K cache, but was disappointed to learn that they require specific new motherboards to support the chips (Intel claims voltage changes). However, HotHardware features a review where they use one of these new processors in an Intel D815EEA2 motherboard, one that Intel shows as not supporting the new processor. What gives?"
"I have an D815EEA2, and I'd love to grab one of these new processors, but not if it means buying a new motherboard. Is Intel trying to prevent existing motherboard owners from cashing in on this new super chip? Are there any other slashdotters who have tried these new P3's in older motherboards with success? I'm mainly concerned with people using the processors in Intel boards, since it seems as though Intel would be in a unique position to know what types of new chips might be around the corner, and build unofficial support into early board revs."
And it feels wonderful! I can't wait until the semester is over!
SUCK
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PENIS!
It's called capitalism... deal with it...
or get a job there like I will once I finish my phd...
I must burn in hell, suffer and pay for my sins
But Gods the one who's losing, Satan always wins!
There is this site that teaches you to build SMP Linux workstations using Slot 1 BX motherboards at http://www.linuxenvy.com/gened/projects/smplinux.h tml. Pretty neat.
That night, much as Picard had anticipated, Deanna lay on the bed and watched as Riker made love to him. She did not participate, opting for patience as she allowed the sound and the feel of their coupling to wash through her. She'd learned to wait her turn rather than join in because, as she and Will had both discovered, Picard was too good to share. Will was thoroughly enjoying himself. The captain was the only one of the four who could take his weight for any length of time without complaining, so Will teased them both, slowly rubbing his erection along the crack of Picard's buttocks. Picard was sighing and whimpering, trying to entice Will by rocking his hips up against Will's groin. "I want you," Picard whispered. "I know," Riker groaned back. "I want you too." But he did not take him immediately, opting instead to prolong their anticipation. He liked to suck on Picard's nipples and his penis, and he liked to run his tongue down the crack of Picard's buttocks, deeper and deeper until he got to the part he liked best. In fact, that entire area of Picard's body was endlessly fascinating to him. He liked to see it wet and glistening with his saliva, and he liked to play with that little opening, pale like his nipples were, and smelling of soap and desire. Mostly though, he liked the feeling of inserting himself inside Picard's body, of joining with THE CAPTAIN. After torturing them both with his long delay, he eased himself in slowly, drawing it out for as long as he possibly could. Picard began to moan as Riker slowly rode in and out of him. He knew their routine, but that didn't stop him from trying to cheat. He was begging by this time, worming his hands beneath his body to roll his nipples between his fingertips, then easing one hand down between his legs in order to touch himself. Will saw his sneaky attempt to bring himself relief, and he grabbed both hands so Picard couldn't get them anywhere near his penis. He ignored Picard's begging. The captain enjoyed being forced to wait and they both knew it. Instead, he allowed himself to finally have his orgasm, moaning Jean-Luc's name and kissing him in gratitude. Riker collapsed over Picard even though he still did not let go of his hands. "I love you," he murmured, his lips against Picard's bald head. "I just wish I could have had this kind of relationship with my father."
This is a FANTASTIC reason why we should never allow cable networks to play 5 days straight of ST:TNG reruns. The collateral damage is just too high.
... not in here, pal, this is a mercedes...
They entered into what seemed to be a dungeon. It was dimly lit. Wesley looked around. He saw a small matress laying on the floor with metal rods at the four corners with holes to hold handcuffs in. He saw a colonial headrack; a small device that holds your head and hands in small holes in a slab of wood. "Probably perfect for spanking," thought Wes. Riker led him over to a small table. "You will be my sex slave from this moment on. You will do whatever I tell you to do without a moment's hesitation. I am your teacher, you are the student. Also, you are NEVER to talk unless I ask you a question," Riker told the small Wesley. "Yes sir," was Wesley's stupid reply. "Fool, did I ask a question? No! You are not to talk unless I ask a question! You will be punished! Take all of your clothes off now." Wesley stripped down to the nude. Riker was impressed by his 7" piece of meat. He had expected it at around 6" or so. Wesley's cock was rockhard and standing straight in the air, almost pointing at Wil. Riker took a small chain with a clip on each end from the table. "If you make ANY sound at all, I will whip your ass until it is red," Riker told Wesley. Riker opened the clasp of the one clip and placed it on Wesley's right breast and clipped the other to his left. Wesley bit his bottom lip but remained silent. "Lay down on that matress," Riker commanded and Wesley did as he was told. Riker then cuffed his two wrists and his two ankles to the rods at the corners of the matress. Riker then stripped out of his Star Fleet uniform. Wesley gapped at Riker's enormous penis. It was 8", but it wasn't just its length, but it's WIDTH! It was the biggest cock he had ever seen. Riker squatted over Wesley as drips of precum emerged from his cock head. Wesley almost fainted from the heavy, musty smell of Riker. It was heaven! Riker was truely a man. "Don't take it all in at once," Riker instructed, "Tease it." Wesley began to slowly lick at the eye of his cock and sucked up the precum. He then opened his mouth wider to take in Riker's cockhead and then his thick shaft. Riker moaned with enjoyment. Wesley strained to take it all in "Ohh! Ohh!," screamed Riker in ectasy. "I'm coming! I'm cummmmmmmmming!," he screamed again. Wesley's eyes widened to the size of Riker's massives balls when Riker shot a tankful of manly juice into his mouth. It was the biggest load he ever sucked outta a man! He struggled to drink it all but some of it leaked out the corners of his mouth. "Stupid slave! You were supposed to drink it all! Now, drink this!" Riker stood up and grabbed his cock. Wesley knew what was coming and opened his mouth wide. Suddenly, a stream of piss erupted from the giant meat of Riker and sprayed into Wesley's mouth. Wes made sure this time to drink it all.
teamkilling in RTCW, CS, UT and Q3 !!!! I think I'll start with RTCW... first killing only 1 guy over and over... then... airstrikes, flamethrowers and dynamite!!! and I'll finish with the panzerfaust/minigun/mp40...
No the other disturbing thing with that was the hosting by Wil Wheaton.
Did you even read the review? Silly little karma whore.
If you had worked in "empower" and "paradigm",
you would have sounded a little more superior.
Karma Whore