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Free IBM Computers For UK Households
Albanach writes "The Scotland on Sunday newspaper is reporting that UK firm Metronomy are offering 200,000 IBM PCs free of charge to UK households. Of course, there is a catch - advertising. Accepting the terms and conditions will get users a free IBM PC running Windows XP, but they will also be required to watch three minutes of TV style advertising for every hour of computer use and undertake to use the PC for a minimum of 30 hours per month."
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Today, however, I realized something that deeply disturbed me.
I don't mind if you're a person who smokes a joint once in a while.
I not really bothered if you've been in prison.
Gay? Lesbian? Who cares?
Yet, for some reason, being close to someone of a different race makes me uncomfortable. I've tried to fight off this feeling, but it just doesn't go away. Am I really a racist? I don't want to be one. In fact, I find even the idea of treating someone differently because of their religion, skin colour or ethnicity makes me feel sick.
Nothing new to see here,folks... Move along...
Il n'y a pas de Planet B.
Yeah, I will sell the parts.
Covet, Covet, Covet!
:::head explodes:::
Buy, Buy, Buy!
Spend, Spend, Spend!
Now, Now, Now!
Advertising CrAzInEsS! Advertising OvErLoAd! ARRG!
Could this computer not be used to search for SETI or the like ? I mean just sun a script to watch the adds on call. And then stick it in a rack and use the monitor as a pot plant.
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Your UID is being tracked, it's not Anonymous. Lots of people post lots of things to Slashdot as AC only because they believe it is really anonymous - it isn't. They hunt "trolls" (non-karma whores and non-group thinking bots) down.
This is true. I used to be a bit more freestyle and witty AC and be a nice guy logged in [basically a karma whore]. After a short while, I could no longer moderate. Slashdot does brand AC posts with IP and then map them back to users. They lie about AC, AC doesn't exist if you re-use ip addresses.
Big brother is watching. So while I might be a "troll" a lot of the AC things I said were to protect myself from Slash-bot groupthink. They punished me for voicing my opinion freestyle.
They also revoke moderation FOREVER - $rtbl it is called, for any moderations of any post that have been secretly flagged annoying [Slashcode has hidden flags viewable by editors]. If you *EVER* mod up something an editor secretly marked annoying you NEVER moderate again, ever - ever even if your karma is capped.
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'Twas the night before Goatse, when all through the house
Not a penis was stirring, not even with mouth;
The Giver was hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Goatse soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of anal-sex danced in their heads;
And Katz in his 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a fuck in the sack.
When up in my anus there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see Katz start to splatter.
Away to the bathroom I flew like a flash,
Tore open my anus and looked at the gash.
The moon in the glass had a vibrant red glow
Gave the lustre of sunset to my nutsack below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer!
With a little old driver, so lively and quickse,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Goatse.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, TACO! now, JAMIE! now, MICHAEL and TIMMY!
On, CHRISD! on HEMOS! on, PUDGEY and CLIFFY!
To the top of the ass! fronts to the the wall!
Now pound away! pound away! pound away all!"
As faggots that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with a hetero, mount the next guy,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of sex-toys, and Goatse pics too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The moaning and pawing of each little poof.
As I drew in my ass, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Goatse came with a bound.
He was dressed as a furry, from his head to his feet,
And his clothes were all tarnished with urine and shit;
A bundle of sex-toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a hooker just flapping his sack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His ass cheeks like roses, his cock like a cherry!
His cute little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his scrotum as white as the snow;
The stump of a blunt he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and was a bit smelly,
He shook, when he wanked like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him beat off himself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings with smelly big turds,
He layed a big log right under my nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like a fucking great missile.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight
"HAPPY GOATSE TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!"
If you're going to pretend to be British at least have the intelligence to disguise your North American upbringing.
"Welfare"? Nobody in the UK would call it welfare - that's such an Americanism it's unbelievable. As is "hawking". Try using more colloquial terms in future: eg, "benefits" instead of "welfare", "flogging" instead of "hawking". By the way, nobody uses the word "horrid" here either, apart from people living in a time warp.
"Realized"? Oh dear. Worse than using Americanisms is using American spellings. Outside North America the word is spelt "realised". Perhaps if you actually were from the UK you'd have learnt that.
If you truly are British care to tell us where your from? Want to name half a dozen British retailers you'd find on the typical high street? Care to explain the offside law? Or tell us what top job a Swede holds in England? Want to tell us what's bigger over here, Frasier, Friends, Scrubs, Sienfeld or Will and Grace? Want to tell me what the most famous football terrace in Britain's called? Or name the comics you grew up reading when you were a kid? Or which TV quiz conundrum round? Didn't think so.
Apart from all that, nice troll attempt. Now stop pretending to be something that you're not, you pathetic little man.
"Accept that some days you are the pigeon, and some days you are the statue." - David Brent, Wernham Hogg
Freudian slip. You do like kid pr0n, you are sick. There are many things that are disgusting, but you come up wit kiddie pron. YOU are disgusting.
Youre stupid fuckheaded nature and like of kiddie porn make you a bad candidate for seeing humor in things, unless it involved kids and your sick thoughts.
You are are fucking pig, upon a cursory inspection of your previous posts, I see a tendency for leaking your sick kiddie desires out here and there, you want to be caught, you know you are wrong, and you need the attention to be cured of your sickness.
You don't even know what a clit is, so STFU.
"I have money - note my mercedes slk and my suzuki tl1000r my partners porsche boxster and my 400 thousand house"
Things a bit underdeveloped in the trouser dept then?
"dumbass" , "whining bitch" ? You're about as british as the original poster.
As for ads paying for your lifestyle , yea right, more likely its the poor bastards in your firm on minimum wage who pay for you lifestyle while you
take home 99% of the cash for yourself. Arsehole.
Because we dread the day when the EULA attached to our new DRM trusted Pheonix BIOS requires the same.
Well... cowshit.
And I don't know about "for people to eat", even in the case of eating the cow instead of eating what it turns the grass into. You are made of meat: why not slice yourself up, pack yourself onto a styrene tray and toddle down to the local supermarket?
Got time? Spend some of it coding or testing