Rule the playground by fear.
People in school knew they could get hurt if they crossed me. Stolen laptop == bullet in the kneecap in my books. Flash that piece once and they'll fall in line. Or in my case, it was a hand grenade. Sure, it wasn't live, but it was real. It didn't need to be real. The fear that it could have been was real enough. No one dared cross me after that day.
Your laptop would have been safe had you been packing heat. Or a knife if you were a pussy.
"humand excell at dealing with dynamic data. It would take a major beowulf cluster to deal with all of the dynamics on an assembly line the way a single human being could deal with them."
You obviously don't know much about union workers, do you?;)
"Reading over this article was like seeing an old friend again."
Or an old girlfriend who cheated on you.
I can't help but feel bitter that the old style of Slashdot writing has long since been forgotten in the eyes of our esteemed editors. And when it does rear it's head again, it serves only as a reminder that I have nothing but utter shite to look forward to in tomorrow's articles.
Meh. So is life, I guess.
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If I can fit it in my ass, then it's a game controller. If not, then it's a keyboard. Plain and simple.
What, you wanna fuck with me bitch?
Yeah, I'm talking to you.
You wa..Hey, are you going to eat the rest of those nachos?
I am married for 20 years and have 2 children. When I was dating my husband, we used to hang out with his cousin alot (male). We got along great.
Deep inside I had feelings for my husbands cousin but never let on. As years have gone by we see each other maybe every two years at a family gathering.
He got married about 3 years ago to a woman a liitle older then him who talks like a truck driver. Not his type at all.
I saw him last week at a family reunion. He comes over and gives me a hug a twirls me around like I was the love of his life and he introduces me to his wife saying this is the love of my life.
I was taken back. They left the party pretty fast, I didn't even get a chance to talk to him. I thought of him all week. On Thursday, I called him at work (he is a funeral director) I wanted to feel him out. I said hi, this is Maria, I asked him if he could talk? he said yes. I then proceeded to say I didn't even get to tallk to you at the party. He said it was nice seeing everyone. He then asked me for my work number and said he had to go.
I know it has been only a few days, But, I am making myself crazy over this man. He is all I have been thinking about. Everytime the phone rings at work my heart stops. I feel like a teenager all over again.
Can I give him another call? Should I just sit tight and see if he calls me? Should I just forget him and try to get over him?
...lesbians.
And lots of them. Never underestimate the power of a large group of organized man haters.
Once they start protesting, it's all over for the senator's career. Better yet, get PETA in on the action too. We could use a car bombing or two. Bunch of freakin' terrorists.
I say we send Jon Katz to the frontlines to bore our enemy to death. Not only will they hand over Bin Ladin, but agree to convert their government to a democratic process and abandon the Muslim way of life lest they feel that kind of wrath again.
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Rule the playground by fear.
People in school knew they could get hurt if they crossed me. Stolen laptop == bullet in the kneecap in my books. Flash that piece once and they'll fall in line. Or in my case, it was a hand grenade. Sure, it wasn't live, but it was real. It didn't need to be real. The fear that it could have been was real enough. No one dared cross me after that day.
Your laptop would have been safe had you been packing heat. Or a knife if you were a pussy.
Those were people? God, and here I was thinking they had trained their shaved dogs to walk backwards.
Ohhh, but starting holy wars is SO much fun! =D
Ahh, but more importantly, do you like bbq sauce with your goats?
A little Texan style lube goes a long way in impressing those goats.
You obviously don't know much about union workers, do you? ;)
You know, one of these days this is going to be true. This will be the day when all Slashdot moderators' heads will simultaneously explode.
My service actually is PPPoE. And my address is dynamic.
Sweet Jeebus, you're paying ninety bucks for a 1.5?!
Damn, I hope that's not in US dollars.
I'm only paying $40cdn for a 1.4/256.
I'll bet she doesn't swallow.
Death to AC scum!
Now that you mention it, my "tool" is a little loose too. Care to tighten it for me with those big strong man hands of yours, big boy?
C'moooon. You know you want to.
Yes. Yes, this is.
Or an old girlfriend who cheated on you.
I can't help but feel bitter that the old style of Slashdot writing has long since been forgotten in the eyes of our esteemed editors. And when it does rear it's head again, it serves only as a reminder that I have nothing but utter shite to look forward to in tomorrow's articles.
Meh. So is life, I guess.
You can send those to me.
If I can fit it in my ass, then it's a game controller. If not, then it's a keyboard. Plain and simple.
What, you wanna fuck with me bitch?
Yeah, I'm talking to you.
You wa..Hey, are you going to eat the rest of those nachos?
Heat sinks give me cold bawls.
Please set file permissions on my ass. Taco is trying to ass fuck me again!
This is exactly why I prefer to fund my terrorist activities with cash.
Dear Dr. Tracy,
I am married for 20 years and have 2 children. When I was dating my husband, we used to hang out with his cousin alot (male). We got along great.
Deep inside I had feelings for my husbands cousin but never let on. As years have gone by we see each other maybe every two years at a family gathering.
He got married about 3 years ago to a woman a liitle older then him who talks like a truck driver. Not his type at all.
I saw him last week at a family reunion. He comes over and gives me a hug a twirls me around like I was the love of his life and he introduces me to his wife saying this is the love of my life.
I was taken back. They left the party pretty fast, I didn't even get a chance to talk to him. I thought of him all week. On Thursday, I called him at work (he is a funeral director) I wanted to feel him out. I said hi, this is Maria, I asked him if he could talk? he said yes. I then proceeded to say I didn't even get to tallk to you at the party. He said it was nice seeing everyone. He then asked me for my work number and said he had to go.
I know it has been only a few days, But, I am making myself crazy over this man. He is all I have been thinking about. Everytime the phone rings at work my heart stops. I feel like a teenager all over again.
Can I give him another call? Should I just sit tight and see if he calls me? Should I just forget him and try to get over him?
And to do otherwise would be un-patriotic. Well, according to Mr. Ashcroft anyways. ;)
I know they've capped it, but I manged to get mine way below the cap.
I don't know about him, but I'm sitting here at -110 right now.
And lots of them.
Never underestimate the power of a large group of organized man haters.
Once they start protesting, it's all over for the senator's career. Better yet, get PETA in on the action too. We could use a car bombing or two. Bunch of freakin' terrorists.
I say we send Jon Katz to the frontlines to bore our enemy to death. Not only will they hand over Bin Ladin, but agree to convert their government to a democratic process and abandon the Muslim way of life lest they feel that kind of wrath again.
God, that's trolling on a grand scale.
Don't worry. We'll take care of that for you.