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New Lighting Technology To Wipe Out Wi-Fi Access?
Richard Evans writes "Focus on Broadband Wireless Internet Access has an article
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on the potentially catastrophic interference to Communications Users Of The 2.4 GHz Band e.g. Wi-Fi, DECT and Bluetooth by a new lighting technology called RF Lighting."
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c to the izzex
fo shizzle my nizzle...aw, you know how the rest of this troll goes.
If all this should have a reason, we would be the last to know.
I finally made a post!
There are no penguins in Alaska. Funny joke anyway.
We put Tux on the table, belly down. That probably wasn't so smart, but we figured if he tried to slide, we could just beat him over the head with the dildo. He was already beaten up pretty badly, but my buddy and I enjoyed the fight he put up. We weren't quite sure where to begin at first; it'd be a shame if the party was over too quick. We figured a bit of fondling was in order, you know, to get us worked up and get Tux's juices flowing. As I "grepped" his buttocks and groin, my friend caressed his face with the long, pink dildo. The penguin let out a few cries of discomfort, wanting obvioulsy to be set free. He knew what was in store for him. But at the moment of one of his bellows, my friend was able to stick the dildo in his beak! Tux was enraged and he began to twist and spasm, trying to get out of our grip. "Seems the little fucker's got his strength back!" To solve the problem, I hit him over the head a few times. Not too hard, of course. We wanted him to be conscious so he could enjoy the eXPerience to the max. Not wanting to risk the same thing with his own cock, my friend thrust and withdrew the dildo from Tux's mouth slowly. "If only we could get rid of that beak," he says. I thought it was an interesting idea, something to consider later.
I however, was about to start my own fun. Working up my penis to a nice, firm erection with some AstroGlide (which I had first learned about on that Linux/cyberterrorism web site "slashdot"), I slowly guided into the penguin's tight ass. Tux, still slightly conscious, let out a few half-hearted screams of pain, and twitched slightly. Once my penis was all the way inserted, I got up on Tux's back and grabbed his chest firmly. Without much ceremony, I began to bang the creature hard, like he was a Salvation Army drum. He appearantly loved it... or hated it. I couldn't tell. All I know is that the more he screamed, the harder I fucked. It didn't take me long to reach climax! I exploded deep in his ass with a gigantic load. The pressure was too much at this point and all around my penis, there was a gushing of cum, blood, and feces that flowed like a waterfall onto the floor. Tux was unconscious by this time, so were free to do whatever we wanted.
And that's when it really got crazy!
Cheese Enchilada's
1 (15 ounce) can tomato sauce
1 (6 ounce) can tomato paste
2 teaspoons Creole-style seasoning
1 (12 ounce) package corn tortillas
1 (8 ounce) package Cheddar cheese, shredded, divided
1 onion, diced
1 (6 ounce) can sliced ripe olives
1 (6 ounce) can sliced mushrooms
Directions
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
In a medium bowl combine tomato sauce, tomato paste and Creole-style seasoning. Warm tortillas in microwave, or in oven; dip them in the tomato sauce mixture and lay them in a 9x13 inch casserole dish. Fill each tortilla with cheese, onion, olives and mushrooms; roll. Repeat until dish is full. Sprinkle a small amount of cheese on top.
Bake in preheated oven for 25 to 30 minutes, or until cheese is melted and bubbly.
Makes 6 Servings
I hope problems like this, prompt the public to pressure the FCC. Between them and the Patent office, we should be screaming to our politicians that lack of forsight in these departments is going to slow progress. The government needs to hire some intelligent people for these departments, and stuff like this won't happen quite so frequently.
Um, this is my sig.
okay, if their lighting disrupts our communication, is there a (legal) way to make our communication disrupt their lighting? this is our bandwidth, we were here first. if they want to destroy it (i.e., not play nice) then they better be prepared.
-rp
and I can fuck like a wild bear. Soup Number Five - Believed to be an aphrodisiac, soup number five, or goat scrotum cooked in a broth, is an extra-special and much sought-after pulutan of the older beer-binging set. Sometimes, cow testicles are used. People who can cook this dish well enjoy legendary status among their peers. People who can stomach it have the right to brag about it all the time.