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Afzaal Ahmad Zeeshan wrote: contact Google they always keep your stuff on their HDD
Not always[^].
Also a nice reminder for those people that trusts the cloud.
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In that case he won't even be able to delete the messages manually.
The sh*t I complain about
It's like there ain't a cloud in the sky and it's raining out - Eminem
~! Firewall !~
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As you are based in the UK MI5 should have copies of your emails.
If you don't fancy spending hours in a chair in a dark room with a spotlight on you while they read out your emails, I understand that google have a recovery service.
“That which can be asserted without evidence, can be dismissed without evidence.”
― Christopher Hitchens
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GuyThiebaut wrote: As you are based in the UK MI5 GCHQ should have copies of your emails.
FTFY.
"These people looked deep within my soul and assigned me a number based on the order in which I joined."
- Homer
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You're right GCHQ have the emails - MI5 have the hosepipe...
“That which can be asserted without evidence, can be dismissed without evidence.”
― Christopher Hitchens
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Don't worry, they are all archived at the NSA.
I'd rather be phishing!
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I need to complain to HR (if they show up today). There is a strong smell in the office and it is driving me insane.
Someone is cooking BACON and not offering IT any.
Mongo: Mongo only pawn... in game of life.
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Behave and you'll get a slice.
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It's not theft if you've already eaten it...just sayin'
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Corporal Agarn wrote: and not offering IT any.
Instead of crying about it why don't you just steal it from them. If they get in your way, then punch them in the face. Establish your office dominance.
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Deal with it. A Prophet isn't welcome in his own house.
You're not getting any bacon today.
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Tread softly there. It might be HR cooking the bacon.
I'm retired. There's a nap for that...
- Harvey
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I was ironing my shirts (don't ask...just don't, OK?) and the orginal came on the wireless:
On a warm summer's eve
On a Google bound for nowhere
I met up with the CP Expert
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin'
At the browser in the darkness
The boredom overtook us, he began to speak
He said, "Son, I've made a life
Out of readin' people's programs
Knowin' what the classes were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind me sayin'
I can see you're out of structures
For a taste of your Java
I'll give you some advice"
So I handed him my project
And he deleted my last function
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his face lost all expression
He said, "If you're gonna code the language, boy
You gotta learn to code it right
You've got to know when to ref 'em
Know when to box 'em
Know when to push to production
Know when to run
You never test your application
When you're sittin' at the 'puter
There'll be time enough for testin'
When the codin's done
Every coder knows
That the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away
And knowin' what to keep
'Cause every app's a winner
And every app's a loser
And the best that you can hope for
Is to design in your sleep"
And when he finished speakin'
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to CodeProject
And somewhere in the internet
The expert he broke even
And in his final algorithms
I found a method that I could keep
You've got to know when to ref 'em
Know when to box 'em
Know when to push to production
Know when to run
You never test your application
When you're sittin' at the 'puter
There'll be time enough for testin'
When the codin's done
You've got to know when to ref 'em
(When to ref 'em)
Know when to box 'em
(When to box 'em)
Know when to push to production
Know when to run
You never test your application
When you're sittin' at the 'puter
There'll be time enough for testin'
When the codin's done
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It's... hard.. to... resist... I'm strong....
No I'm not!
IRONING YOUR SHIRTS???
Sorry I had to ask .
Nice song .
Kitty at my foot and I waAAAant to touch it...
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I said "don't ask"!
I buy good quality shirts, and they both last longer and look better if ironed. And Herself loathes ironing as much as I do...so I have to do it myself.
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Haven't you heard of wrinkle-free clothing?
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In my case, rather than taking out the wrinkles, she makes them permanent. I think tales about wives ironing clothes are a myth.
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Power Puff Boy wrote: IRONING YOUR SHIRTS???
See if you can guess who originally shared this instructional video[^].
"These people looked deep within my soul and assigned me a number based on the order in which I joined."
- Homer
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REALLY cool!! The verse feet don't work all the way, but I like it!!!
When are you releasing the Youtube video?
Anything that is unrelated to elephants is irrelephant Anonymous
- The problem with quotes on the internet is that you can never tell if they're genuine Winston Churchill, 1944
- I'd just like a chance to prove that money can't make me happy. Me, all the time
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That would require me singing, a feat reckoned so unlikely by my music teacher at school that I was ordered to mime in assembly...and banned from playing the triangle.
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LOL, I know the feeling...
Anything that is unrelated to elephants is irrelephant Anonymous
- The problem with quotes on the internet is that you can never tell if they're genuine Winston Churchill, 1944
- I'd just like a chance to prove that money can't make me happy. Me, all the time
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Nice Grif. Is this your original? I like it. I smiled.
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