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Red Hat Files for Software Patents
Marsala writes "Apparently Red Hat has filed two patent applications for stuff related to the TUX webserver. The patents are for Embedded Protocol Objects and Method and apparatus for atomic file look-up. One has to wonder (if their patents are granted) what their licensing terms will be.... free for open source, or a tool to try and screw other Linux distros?" As reported by Linux Weekly News.
That is all I have to say at this time. Motherfuckers!
sulli
RTFJ.
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what the heck does this do??
Last weekend I got a call from my good friend "G", letting me know he had come across some grade-A thrill pills. My e stash had run out the day before and rather than prepare for a boring day, I found some car keys and headed over.
15 minutes later I arrive at his house. G answers the door with a sort of odd-smile. I could tell this was going to be good! Get inside, G starts talking. Several minutes later, he finally shuts up and goes back to his bedroom to get the stuff. He comes back with some "Xenadrines." He tells me his cousin got a hookup through his part-time job at GNC.
I opened two capsuls- 40 mgs- and administered them sublingually. Horrible, horrible taste. But G told me, it is the only way to go right with them. We sit down and watch judge jewdy.
A half hour passes, nothing yet. I'm a little bored now, so I go outside and have a cigarette. After I'm done, I decide it is time to go home, this sucks. But as I got up out of his plastic shit deck chair, it hit me. Wooh, this was weird. As I looked around, my head wouldn't stop moving in jerks, wtf!
I go inside and am ammidiatly accosted by his lava lamp. woh. Two seconds later though, I am on the next floor of the house. G seems to have calmed down a bit and is talking to his girlfriend on the phone. I grab the phone from him and we two talk about life for about a half hour.
After this, I was feeling really good, but G and I decide it is time to go somewhere. He reloads with another 20mgs and we get in his car and head into town. We stop at a gas station and I go inside to buy some cigarettes and poland spring to replenish my levels. Well, as it turns out I could hardly talk straight enough to ask for pall malls. The clerk ends up giving me marlboro reds, and rather than make a larger ass of myself, I quickly pay and leave.
We went over to another friend's house and the rest of the trip is pretty much a blur.
senator palpatine reveals his true nature...
four-oh-four
Here's a diff for my contribution to first posting.
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FACT - banning guns (Canada, England, Australia, Nazi Germany) has always been followed an increase in crime.
Let's talk about gun control, I'm all for it :)
There is no "best gun" (unless you count a BMG), it makes no difference how big your bullet is or how 1337 your gun is if you don't practice good gun control. Someone who is very skilled at gun control, armed with only an old single action revolver will have no problem against someone with poor gun control who is holding an H&K USP.
Finkployd
and my cock is fourteen feet long; novel enough?
OK, how about large clubs with nails sticking out. In that case size does matter :-).
-- Ed Avis ed@membled.com
Patents baaaaad! Patents baaaaad!
Shut the hell up already. Freaking idiots.
There is no "best gun" (unless you count a BMG)
The best gun by far is the BFG. If I recall, the canonical definition is Big Fucking Gun, but I suppose it would be reasonable to use the phase Best Fucking Gun, as it is just as accurate.
Your mileage will vary, of course, but I have always preferred the Rocket Launcher.
Thirteenth post!
"Make it ten--I am only a poor corrupt official."
--Captain Louis Renault (Claude Rains), Casablanca