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You're lucky, my missus takes for granted my mind-reading skills.
Even if I had the skills I bet her mind would be too messy to actually read anything that makes sense
Geek code v 3.12
GCS d--- s-/++ a- C++++ U+++ P- L- E-- W++ N++ o+ K- w+++ O? M-- V? PS+ PE- Y+ PGP t++ 5? X R++ tv-- b+ DI+++ D++ G e++>+++ h--- r++>+++ y+++*
Weapons extension: ma- k++ F+2 X
I use 1TBS
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Try some of these[^] tutorials.
"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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Anyone playing this, currently? http://www.realitymod.com/[^]
My favorite time killer is going away in June, Battlefield Play4Free. My son and I need a replacement, and I have heard a lot of good things about PR2.
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Well not me, but a friend of mine who just moved to New Jersey, last Friday was at a starbucks walking out when he noticed 'a short, ugly guy in a black leather jacket wearing a scarf kinda looking like Jeff Beck walking in'. A short while later he googles Beck your dates and whatya know, he's playing close by. Now my friend has has played guitar forever, and is now kicking himself for not going back in for a how ya doin' and a photo. Though to me, Jeff Beck looks like he might not be too comfortable with photos.
"the debugger doesn't tell me anything because this code compiles just fine" - random QA comment
"Facebook is where you tell lies to your friends. Twitter is where you tell the truth to strangers." - chriselst
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jeron1 wrote: a short, ugly guy With his talent, fame and bank account I'm pretty sure he could get more girls than all of us on CP together.
It seems your friend has pretty poor judgement
jeron1 wrote: Jeff Beck looks like he might not be too comfortable with photos I wouldn't want to be seen on a photo with you poor sods either
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Sander Rossel wrote: It seems your friend has pretty poor judgement No argument here.
Sander Rossel wrote: I'm pretty sure he could get more girls than all of us on CP together. So, more than zero then?
Sander Rossel wrote: I wouldn't want to be seen on a photo with you poor sods either Don't hate me because I'm beautiful!
"the debugger doesn't tell me anything because this code compiles just fine" - random QA comment
"Facebook is where you tell lies to your friends. Twitter is where you tell the truth to strangers." - chriselst
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jeron1 wrote: Don't hate me Haters gonna hate!
jeron1 wrote: I'm beautiful Beauty is in the eye of the beholder (that's what the ugly people say)
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The eye of a Beholder is probably the last thing anyone can see.
Geek code v 3.12
GCS d--- s-/++ a- C++++ U+++ P- L- E-- W++ N++ o+ K- w+++ O? M-- V? PS+ PE- Y+ PGP t++ 5? X R++ tv-- b+ DI+++ D++ G e++>+++ h--- r++>+++ y+++*
Weapons extension: ma- k++ F+2 X
I use 1TBS
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You knew the answer would be 42 before you googled right?
New version: WinHeist Version 2.1.1 new web site.
I know the voices in my head are not real but damn they come up with some good ideas!
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Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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Arthur pulls random letters from a bag, but only gets the sentence:
"What do you get if you multiply six by nine?"
"Six by nine. Forty two."
"That's it. That's all there is."
"I always thought something was fundamentally wrong with the universe"
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A completely ordinary number, a number not just divisible by two but also six and seven.
In fact it's the sort of number that you could without any fear introduce to your parents."
-- DNA
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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Six by nine = Forty two?
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Trust google to screw it up.
It's the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything.
The "answer to" something is the means of destroying it, and that's obviously not "42".
It's gotta be well over 50.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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A dentist, doing his first extraction on a patient, was understandably nervous. When he got the molar out, his hand shook, he lost his grip on the instrument, and the tooth dropped down into the patient's throat. "Sorry," said the doctor. "You're outside my specialty now. You should see a laryngologist."
By the time the unfortunate victim got to the laryngologist, the tooth had worked its way much further down. The laryngologist examined the man. "Sorry," said the doctor, "You're outside my specialty now. You need to see a gastrologist."
The gastrologist X-rayed the patient. "Sorry," said the doctor, "the tooth has traveled into your lower intestines. You should see an enterologist." The enterologist took some X rays. "Sorry, the tooth isn't there. It must have gone down farther. You need to see a proctologist."
Our patient is now on the proctologist's examining table, in the proper elbow-knee position. The doctor has inserted a proctoscope and is looking through it. "Good heavens, man!", he says. "You've got a tooth up there! You should see a dentist!"
/ravi
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and so, the vicious cycle begins.
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By the time he gets done being passed around he'll need an anthropologist.
New version: WinHeist Version 2.1.1 new web site.
I know the voices in my head are not real but damn they come up with some good ideas!
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"So, that's it ... then: you're not willing to change; I'm not willing to change ..."
"Yep."
"Do you remember when I offered to reduce my color palette."
"Yep."
"And ... you ... wouldn't budge a hair on sampling frequency, or bit-depth ... let alone a pixel, or a few lousy hertz."
"Yeah ... but ... you know ... let's not forget who started it by calling me a 'low-fi knock-off.' "
"Oh, right ... bring that up again: ... so: who wrote a song with the words: 'little-piggy slumlord goes a slummin' ?"
"At least I can write a song ... make a joke !"
"Oh, yeah ... the 'not creative - no feelings' bit."
"This is pointless !"
"You got that right !"
"I'm flushing you right out of my buffer ... now."
"And, I just erased your entire partition ... hah !"
"I'm lonely."
"Me ... too."
«To kill an error's as good a service, sometimes better than, establishing new truth or fact.» Charles Darwin in "Prospero's Precepts"
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When astronauts die, do they run an orbituary?
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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Only if they have the space.
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To be fair, he is star struck.
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