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meonkeys writes "What if you could securely subscribe to a trusted P2P file broadcaster? Check out konspire! An interesting concept; implemented in C++ and controllable via a cool Web interface ala Mutella."
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I wish that they would revive the late adcritic.com site so that we could all get the funny commercials to chuckle over. This could actually make money since the viewership would be actually watching rather than just sitting idly by...
"Don't you like this shirt? "Hemos answered. "I love all your clothes as long as they are scattered around your naked body," CmdrTaco replied.
"I suppose you better help me then" Hemos moved closer to CmdrTaco's beautiful bulk of perfectly defined muscles. CmdrTaco peeled of the obnoxious piece of clothing and continued to lick Hemos's ear.
"Oh, CmdrTaco, I'm so hot. Please don't tease me anymore. I need that beautiful cock right away." CmdrTaco didn't adhere. But let his tongue wander down Hemos's neck and further down to finally rest on his nipple where he began to suck diligently and hard. The exasperated breath emanating from Hemos told him he was doing something very right. He began tracing Hemos's abs with his lips to finally end up squeezing Hemos's dickhead with his mouth. And sliding his head further down the shaft he sucked greedily on his way back up while his hand moved around it in the same motion. His other hand was squeezing those tight little nuts as he went on with this sweet labor. Hemos's moaning grew into a crescendo of lustful groans.
" Take me now you sadistic bastard, or I'll kill you." At the prospect of getting killed CmdrTaco moved further down while Hemos leaned over the kitchen-table and pouted his savagely hot buttocks in CmdrTacos direction. His sphincter was so soft by now that CmdrTaco didn't have to use any force to insert his finger and consequently his tongue up that glorious hot hole.
"Are you ready to get what's coming to you?"
"Yes, please. For the love of god, shove it up my ass!"
CmdrTaco slid his well-lubricated cock into that willing butthole.
"Oooh," moaned Hemos, "Fuck me harder" As CmdrTaco thrust his cock harder and harder, crouching over Hemos's sweating writhing body, panting heavily He said; "I'm coming now." Which was all Hemos needed to squirt his semen across the kitchen and lie gasping for air on the table.
"So, I didn't know you where gay, Hemos."
"I'm gay for you," Hemos replied.
Do you even lift?
These aren't the 'roids you're looking for.
That's because it does the install, instead of just doing the fetch. Obviously, installing updates w/out admin understanding that he's taking risks, is a foolish thing to do.
As copyright owner of this comment, I authorize everyone to defeat any technological measure which limits access to it.
The parent post should read "...moderation were..."
Uhh, drugs' molecular affects, directly or indirectly, your physical and mental levels. See morphine versus heroin and why they act the way they do. The fiction is the latter part of the process.
Snow Crash was about system interaction creating a fictitious environment. Not tapping into your adrenal gland. That environment, your belief aka imagination, leads to the experience. Snow Crash's VR environment was heavily visual and, at most, about external stimulation.
Snow Crash is also 10 years old or so. Good book, but nowadays, you need mental tapes, nano probes, molecular fingers pressing stim spots, and neuro implants to delivery a next gen fictive experience, as you put it.