Imagine if China clones spam. It could send it as popups to all the people inside China. Maybe they might want to edit the incoming spam (keep the party censors at work) and change the spam to say what China wants. It could make it look like the spam comes from Amelika.
Be good Be honest Love your government Be wary of certain words...
that dark (box/coffin) after going roastingly into the sun"?
Maybe skin cancer brought on by too much personal enjoyment of the sun is nature's way of limiting who gets tans and survives...
Maybe the rub-on-tan business won't (R.O.T.) after all...wait, that must be the spay on tan...
Seems like a lot of people want to collect up their tan credits before facing that eventual coffin. Actually, seems like a lot of people want to burn out and burn up those bodies, but think there is a lease-break option available.
I can see a whole new series of cartoons, except Chaka will be recast as a "ChakaRoach".
Imagine if your next Rental from Hertz ad shows cockroach-powered cars.
I wonder how they'll measure horsepower; "CREHP" (Cock-Roach Equivalent HorsePower). Maybe CRP or RP: RoachPower.
So, next Toyota and their new subsidiary GM will figure how to run electrons under the roach wings, into that green/white puss-pack stickin' out the back end of female roaches' ass, and then into the brain of the roaches and cockroaches and put them on a neural net so they turn or screech or whatever all in unison. Maybe cockroaches will be a new fangled crystal timer clock. Maybe that crystallin' screamin' will excite some isotopes to incite the wheels of a vehicle to turn...
Hell, for that matter, we'll eventually have Roach Clocks instead of full-fledged Atomic Clocks. You'll know when your Roach Clock can no longer rock around the clock... the crystal will be green and display a few feathered legs stuck on one of the glow-in-the-dark minute markers...
Might create new terminology for some sex-depraved nerds and engineers and spawn a series of new jokes, especially if Intel has to learn to tune Cock (roaches) to CPUs (angle of the dangle, pico farad, etc...). Yech...
Maybe a helmet full of of cockroaches snapped onto the heads of a few movie producers and movie execs might inspire innovation in a new line of cinema scripts to reinvigorate the movie house receipts...
"Coming (that is, "Crawlin'") to a theatre NEAR YOU: "Chaka and the ChakRoaches", the battle between Saturday AM Proto Re-run Man and the Enduring-Nascent/Ascendant Roach Beings" (our new crawling, umm, overlords...)
Then, when Hertz and Avis and Budget have their CREHP wars (before the nuke wars ensue), one of them can bust out with the PussyCat Dolls' song "Don't Cha" (and do some rhymez with Busta Rhymes) with:
"Don't Cha wish ya had KokROACH lak mee? Don't Cha wish yah had a kokROACK lyke MEE? Don't Cha? Don't Cha?...
I know da feeh-len! I know dat feeh-lun!
And ah hear da screelin' I hear dat screelun'
Clip-cloppin' HORses out-torqued By ROAches in MAH street-machine..."
Now, to start the perv-nerds off on the right leg, umm, foot:
Would it be "cock(roach) blocking to hyper-irradiate those cockroachs? Or would it be cock-blockin' if you put a few popsicle sticks or kindergarten letter blocks in the roaches' path? Or, would that be legal "En-Croach-Ment"
Imagine the day when 40 THz cards might become the norm. Governments and select, exclusive cliques can sell such card at rock-bottom prices or maybe even for free.
This could become the beginnings of a new kind of social genocide (hmmm, a new misnomer?), much like a revival of the purported (or real) government quest of the 70's to find the right molecule to knock of black Americans.
Imagine if it were possible to selectively tune these things such that they don't interfere with residential and emergency services electronics gear or pacemakers and the like. Now, you could peddle these Wi-Fry cards.
But, wait: even better would be the capability to put a clamp (like a sperm-kickin' boot up the ass) around the ankles of registered (assume the unregistered have yet to be discovered and dealt with) sex offenders. These non-sexy anklets could be the near-equivalent of parking enforcement boots for cars, except the house-arrested offender could have his/her, ummm, I mean HIS sperm "neutralized". Well, you could cut his nuggets out and dispose of them, but then if he were an accused and not a confirmed assailant, and were later exonerated, taxpayers would pay out the ying-yang unless the governments were allowed to claim "right of government in the interest of public safety...".
But, then these Teste-Fry bracelets and anklets would protect potential victims from being inseminated. In fact, selling Sperm-Killing emitters might be a way for women to neuter bastards who don't know the meaning of "No!/Stop!". These little anti-jewel emitters could be used without the need to make the man take the male pill, done discretely, and help the woman avert the side-effects of taking the various Pills, RU486's and dealing with IUDs, cervical caps and the like (from an insemination/impregnation POV, not from an anti-HIV/STD point of view).
Maybe whole networks of these things might someday be set up around poor neighborhoods. With the right funding, maybe someone will figure out the right Anti-Verility Frequency for whole communities, used in conjunction with school lunch plans, weather control, and the like.
Hmmm, either I'm onto something (or a few things) or it's just late...
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Oushhh.... dah hurrrtch...
Activation Machine...
Imagine if China clones spam. It could send it as popups to all the people inside China. Maybe they might want to edit the incoming spam (keep the party censors at work) and change the spam to say what China wants. It could make it look like the spam comes from Amelika.
Be good
Be honest
Love your government
Be wary of certain words...
For a second I was thinking BSDM/S&M, LOL!
that dark (box/coffin) after going roastingly into the sun"?
Maybe skin cancer brought on by too much personal enjoyment of the sun is nature's way of limiting who gets tans and survives...
Maybe the rub-on-tan business won't (R.O.T.) after all...wait, that must be the spay on tan...
Seems like a lot of people want to collect up their tan credits before facing that eventual coffin. Actually, seems like a lot of people want to burn out and burn up those bodies, but think there is a lease-break option available.
So much for "Trusted Computing".
I guess he really IS afraid to eat his own dog food.
Maybe he prefers Alpo, or Gravy Train. Maybe he should start with Ken'L Ration (Pron: "Kennuhl Rayshun").
Erated
Or, "The Land that Time Forgot"...
I can see a whole new series of cartoons, except Chaka will be recast as a "ChakaRoach".
Imagine if your next Rental from Hertz ad shows cockroach-powered cars.
I wonder how they'll measure horsepower; "CREHP" (Cock-Roach Equivalent HorsePower). Maybe CRP or RP: RoachPower.
So, next Toyota and their new subsidiary GM will figure how to run electrons under the roach wings, into that green/white puss-pack stickin' out the back end of female roaches' ass, and then into the brain of the roaches and cockroaches and put them on a neural net so they turn or screech or whatever all in unison. Maybe cockroaches will be a new fangled crystal timer clock. Maybe that crystallin' screamin' will excite some isotopes to incite the wheels of a vehicle to turn...
Hell, for that matter, we'll eventually have Roach Clocks instead of full-fledged Atomic Clocks. You'll know when your Roach Clock can no longer rock around the clock... the crystal will be green and display a few feathered legs stuck on one of the glow-in-the-dark minute markers...
Might create new terminology for some sex-depraved nerds and engineers and spawn a series of new jokes, especially if Intel has to learn to tune Cock (roaches) to CPUs (angle of the dangle, pico farad, etc...). Yech...
Maybe a helmet full of of cockroaches snapped onto the heads of a few movie producers and movie execs might inspire innovation in a new line of cinema scripts to reinvigorate the movie house receipts...
"Coming (that is, "Crawlin'") to a theatre NEAR YOU: "Chaka and the ChakRoaches", the battle between Saturday AM Proto Re-run Man and the Enduring-Nascent/Ascendant Roach Beings" (our new crawling, umm, overlords...)
Then, when Hertz and Avis and Budget have their CREHP wars (before the nuke wars ensue), one of them can bust out with the PussyCat Dolls' song "Don't Cha" (and do some rhymez with Busta Rhymes) with:
"Don't Cha wish ya had KokROACH lak mee?
Don't Cha wish yah had a kokROACK lyke MEE?
Don't Cha?
Don't Cha?...
I know da feeh-len!
I know dat feeh-lun!
And ah hear da screelin'
I hear dat screelun'
Clip-cloppin' HORses out-torqued
By ROAches in MAH street-machine..."
Now, to start the perv-nerds off on the right leg, umm, foot:
Would it be "cock(roach) blocking to hyper-irradiate those cockroachs? Or would it be cock-blockin' if you put a few popsicle sticks or kindergarten letter blocks in the roaches' path? Or, would that be legal "En-Croach-Ment"
Imagine the day when 40 THz cards might become the norm. Governments and select, exclusive cliques can sell such card at rock-bottom prices or maybe even for free.
This could become the beginnings of a new kind of social genocide (hmmm, a new misnomer?), much like a revival of the purported (or real) government quest of the 70's to find the right molecule to knock of black Americans.
Imagine if it were possible to selectively tune these things such that they don't interfere with residential and emergency services electronics gear or pacemakers and the like. Now, you could peddle these Wi-Fry cards.
But, wait: even better would be the capability to put a clamp (like a sperm-kickin' boot up the ass) around the ankles of registered (assume the unregistered have yet to be discovered and dealt with) sex offenders. These non-sexy anklets could be the near-equivalent of parking enforcement boots for cars, except the house-arrested offender could have his/her, ummm, I mean HIS sperm "neutralized". Well, you could cut his nuggets out and dispose of them, but then if he were an accused and not a confirmed assailant, and were later exonerated, taxpayers would pay out the ying-yang unless the governments were allowed to claim "right of government in the interest of public safety...".
But, then these Teste-Fry bracelets and anklets would protect potential victims from being inseminated. In fact, selling Sperm-Killing emitters might be a way for women to neuter bastards who don't know the meaning of "No!/Stop!". These little anti-jewel emitters could be used without the need to make the man take the male pill, done discretely, and help the woman avert the side-effects of taking the various Pills, RU486's and dealing with IUDs, cervical caps and the like (from an insemination/impregnation POV, not from an anti-HIV/STD point of view).
Maybe whole networks of these things might someday be set up around poor neighborhoods. With the right funding, maybe someone will figure out the right Anti-Verility Frequency for whole communities, used in conjunction with school lunch plans, weather control, and the like.
Hmmm, either I'm onto something (or a few things) or it's just late...
I guess the "inhumane" HR expects candidates to go "WHOOPIE" when they hear "Rhupee"/"Rupee"...LOL/DOH