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Last Word on Loki

Posted by michael on from the words-of-wisdom dept.

A random reader sent in: "Loki's public CVS and FAQ database are now being hosted at icculus.org. The information, and a bit of evangelizing about Loki's demise can be found on icculus.org." You might take a look at the Linux Gamers' FAQ while you're there. Update: 01/25 21:05 GMT by M : Scott Draeker sends word that there will be an "official" repository of Loki code, including apparently some projects that weren't finished, hosted by SEUL in the near future.

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  1. That reminds me. by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic

    Freddie Mercury, Queen.

    Bump, bump, bump.
    Another one bites the dust.

    .

    1. Re:That reminds me. by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic

      Perhaps you should consider taking a shower, and looking for a job. Maybe then you would be able to move out of your mother's basement.

  2. LOKI sucks by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic

    LOKI sucks. LINUX rules. People should stop using LOKI and start using LINUX.

  3. meow by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic

    Thus spaketh kitten. Amen!

  4. Bare with us by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic

    OH MY GOD! I thought all that stuff about naked coders was a joke!

  5. score -1 (stfu) by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic

    I don't know what you're on, but I want some!

  6. I dedicate your goatse.cx post... by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic

    ...to Jesus whose masochism like sadism of Hitler made millions suffer and obey.

  7. Why don't my high school friends understand me?! by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic
    IN A DREAM I FUCKED MY GRANDMOTHER

    In a dream I fucked my Grandmother
    in Her eye.
    Her other eye watched and shed light on us. Then it spoke:
    "Soul is an animal that only comes out in the darkness visible!"
    It said.
    Then She was pregnant.
    I was born as She slipped away.
    I was born out of her rectum
    bleeding.
    I was bleeding worms and flies
    and pleasure of breathing with my eyes.
    I was born but I was shit
    a turd
    busy with its duties
    with green and yellow flowers
    protruding out.
    Growing.
    Death
    was on my side.
    I was a trumpet
    through which
    the void was blowing.
    I was a hole
    through which
    all things marched.