I admit it. I used to use Red Hat. Mostly when I was depressed. At least, that's how it started. But I began to experiment more and more with it, trying new commands and learning different ways to use it. It got so bad that I would go into my room and use Red Hat for days without sleeping, and then wake up lying in my own vomit.
The I got into it really heavily. I started shell scripting it and editing the source. I even compiled the kernel a few times, just to see if I liked it. I didn't even know who I was anymore. I had to steal money from friends just to pay for books on Linux. I lost my house, my car, and my girlfriend. I was blind to it all, as long as I could keep typing onto that CLI.
Then, one day, some people I met while writing a new driver for my 10 year old sound card, on a laptop in an alley, showed me the X Window system. I almost passed out. My mind was a fuzzy cloud of misshapen buttons and bad-looking fonts. Finally, when I could take no more of the horrible colors and the lousy interface, I passed out.
When I woke up, I was in a strange place. It appeared to be a hospital of some kind. I was in a warm bed, my gruff hippy-like facial hair was neatly shaved. I no longer stunk of sweat. I asked the man next to me where I was. "The Real World.." was all he replied. Everywhere I looked, people were moving about, smiling and healthy. No one possesed the enlarged gut that I had acquired over the last few months. People were dressed neatly and looked intellegent.
Shortly, a woman came up to me and, noticing that I was awake, asked me how I felt.
"F..F..Fine, I think", I stammered. "What's going on?"
"You're getting well", she said. "You've been recovering from a bad disease. We think you'll pull through, though."
The next few days went pretty quickly. I remember doing a lot of work outside, which was new to me. It was in this short period of recovery that I was introduced to the easiest to use, and certainly the best looking operating system around. It is called Windows.
Gone are the days of sloppy looking interfaces and cryptic commands. This revolutionary system has saved my life!!
Thank you for your ASCII art work. I have not seen enough of this lately on slashdot and I was beginning to miss it. Please continue to post these fun and exciting images to this dull and uninteresting site.
In the shuffling madess
of the locomotive breath,
runs the all-time loser,
headlong to his death.
He feels the piston scraping --
steam breaking on his brow --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
He sees his children jumping off
at the stations -- one by one.
His woman and his best friend --
in bed and having fun.
He's crawling down the corridor
on his hands and knees --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
He hears the silence howling --
catches angels as they fall.
And the all-time winner
has got him by the balls.
He picks up Gideons Bible --
open at page one --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
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The I got into it really heavily. I started shell scripting it and editing the source. I even compiled the kernel a few times, just to see if I liked it. I didn't even know who I was anymore. I had to steal money from friends just to pay for books on Linux. I lost my house, my car, and my girlfriend. I was blind to it all, as long as I could keep typing onto that CLI.
Then, one day, some people I met while writing a new driver for my 10 year old sound card, on a laptop in an alley, showed me the X Window system. I almost passed out. My mind was a fuzzy cloud of misshapen buttons and bad-looking fonts. Finally, when I could take no more of the horrible colors and the lousy interface, I passed out.
When I woke up, I was in a strange place. It appeared to be a hospital of some kind. I was in a warm bed, my gruff hippy-like facial hair was neatly shaved. I no longer stunk of sweat. I asked the man next to me where I was. "The Real World.." was all he replied. Everywhere I looked, people were moving about, smiling and healthy. No one possesed the enlarged gut that I had acquired over the last few months. People were dressed neatly and looked intellegent.
Shortly, a woman came up to me and, noticing that I was awake, asked me how I felt.
"F..F..Fine, I think", I stammered. "What's going on?"
"You're getting well", she said. "You've been recovering from a bad disease. We think you'll pull through, though."
The next few days went pretty quickly. I remember doing a lot of work outside, which was new to me. It was in this short period of recovery that I was introduced to the easiest to use, and certainly the best looking operating system around. It is called Windows.
Gone are the days of sloppy looking interfaces and cryptic commands. This revolutionary system has saved my life!!
Thank you for your ASCII art work. I have not seen enough of this lately on slashdot and I was beginning to miss it. Please continue to post these fun and exciting images to this dull and uninteresting site.
Specifically, they are considering some kind of 'watermarking' that would only allow the child to play music which was sanctioned by the organization.
iI lLike the gGimp tToo..
Because to do otherwise, would invite mobs of mannish lesbians crying "Sexist!"...
My ass itches.. Will you scratch it?
Or was it, "Breakin' the law" by Judas Priest?
"Your mission, Jim, should you decide to accept it, ..."
This will enable me to rip these DVD's and serve them on IRC for MUCH cheaper..
I take all the AC's I beat, and sell them as whores to the Linux community.
Just First Postin' to pay the bills...
Nope. Foiled again AC bitch..
Bizzlap..
This site was generated by a Cadre of Homosexual Ass-Clowns.
frist post..
You can get rid of these three by removing them in the registry.
In the shuffling madess
of the locomotive breath,
runs the all-time loser,
headlong to his death.
He feels the piston scraping --
steam breaking on his brow --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
He sees his children jumping off
at the stations -- one by one.
His woman and his best friend --
in bed and having fun.
He's crawling down the corridor
on his hands and knees --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
He hears the silence howling --
catches angels as they fall.
And the all-time winner
has got him by the balls.
He picks up Gideons Bible --
open at page one --
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going --
no way to slow down.
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