Another way would be that if you register XYZ.com then any established business called XYZ can boot you out unless you can come up with a good idea why not.
I mean your friends might call you Mercedes. It might say that on your doorbell and business cards. But when I go to mercedes.com I'm looking for the car company, not you.
It was never Christian land in the first place. The first crusade was to aid the Byzantines who had lost lands to the Turks. Christian Franks recaptured the land and didn't return it
What religion were the Byzantines?
Since I actually have a clue what I'm talking about, I'll give you a hint: not Buddhists.
When I was about 12 I had this brilliant idea: learn Braille, tape the cheat sheets under my trousers and then I can read them in tests and it looks just like I'm rubbing or scratching my thighs.
I realised it'd be easier to just study for the tests.
Or he's selling some stock and he thinks he'll trigger less of a fall by calling "hey, let's play lifeboat drill" rather than "abandon ship OMFG torpeedarzzzzz!".
I had a friend at college who was a heavy metallist, he had it long when he arrived. By about 20 it was receding seriously. Once it started looking like a Ferengi veil he made the sensible decision to say fuck it and get a number two on what was left.
He had these implants, and they were little clumps in a pretty regular pattern. It looked like a paddy field.
You just couldn't avoid looking at them when you were talking to him. Like when a woman has huge boobs and her blouse is open a few buttons too low. Except the other way up.
And on the partition behind his desk was a poster for something like "Northern Region Unix User Group": NoRuug.
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If Lennart Poettering invented a language, it would use logograms.
(Firefox's shitty spielchucker doesn't think that's a word. It also doesn't think "Firefox's" is)
Some clearly can't.
Yeah you're right. It's too hard having laws about anything. Settle it with a duel, or perhaps scissors-paper-stone.
It might do. It rather depends what the lock icon looks like - Donald Sinden, a turnip, a Mandelbrot set...
You never know with Google.
African or European?
Another way would be that if you register XYZ.com then any established business called XYZ can boot you out unless you can come up with a good idea why not.
I mean your friends might call you Mercedes. It might say that on your doorbell and business cards. But when I go to mercedes.com I'm looking for the car company, not you.
I must have done, because I clearly missed the implementation of a single education system world-wide.
Another 999,999,999,999 jokes like that and we'll have a terapun.
That's not necessarily a bad thing. I used to be a member of a drinking club with a rugby problem.
What religion were the Byzantines?
Since I actually have a clue what I'm talking about, I'll give you a hint: not Buddhists.
I see no evidence of that.
You have to bury them too or they get a bit smelly.
The words "pot" and "kettle" spring to mind.
When I was about 12 I had this brilliant idea: learn Braille, tape the cheat sheets under my trousers and then I can read them in tests and it looks just like I'm rubbing or scratching my thighs.
I realised it'd be easier to just study for the tests.
It's Systemd/Linux, at least for the next couple of years.
By the way, does anyone think ginger goes well with broccoli?
I interpret it as meaning that if he was in a shed full of horses he'd be the smartest guy there.
No they shouldn't.
I thought they meant the one near Sunderland.
This appears to be a polemic, and contains opinion rather than facts.
Not in accord with WP:NPOV.
Surprised that they even had an engineering chief.
Or he's selling some stock and he thinks he'll trigger less of a fall by calling "hey, let's play lifeboat drill" rather than "abandon ship OMFG torpeedarzzzzz!".
I had a friend at college who was a heavy metallist, he had it long when he arrived. By about 20 it was receding seriously. Once it started looking like a Ferengi veil he made the sensible decision to say fuck it and get a number two on what was left.
Oh man, I used to work with this dude.
He had these implants, and they were little clumps in a pretty regular pattern. It looked like a paddy field.
You just couldn't avoid looking at them when you were talking to him. Like when a woman has huge boobs and her blouse is open a few buttons too low. Except the other way up.
And on the partition behind his desk was a poster for something like "Northern Region Unix User Group": NoRuug.
Don't be so a rugant.
I have. They usually beat Engrand at football.