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Grandma’s House
Excited, the kids couldn't wait to Trick-or-Treat at Grammy & Papa’s.
When they arrived, much was the norm, save for what looked like Petey, the neighbor’s kid, his body strewn across the lawn like a wind-blown bowl of mangled popcorn.
Frighteningly bursting from the bush, Petey exclaimed, “You wanna a piece of me!”
modified 31-Oct-13 16:27pm.
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Title: Wordcount be-damned. If your name is Chris, this one will scare you s*&tless
It was a cold stormy evening, He stepped into the pub dripping. MM looked up from his 18th pint of beer with cold steely eyes. He'd been waiting. The door slammed shut, locking itself. A slow wry smile crept across MM's bearded face. "About (elephanting) time". Chris didn't like what he saw, and liked less what he heard next "The roads are cut off - we'll be here for a while, first round is yours Maunder".
< cut to rapidly retreating camera shot >
Bryce
MCAD
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modified 31-Oct-13 18:53pm.
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Knock Knock
The last human on Earth sat in a room. There was a knock at the door, followed closely by a second.
"Who's there?" he asked, his voice trembling.
"Frumious", a wet rattling voice replied.
"Frumious who?"
"I am the frumious bandersnatch. I'm here to meet the Thing. Who's for lunch?"
Software Zen: delete this;
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I told my wife not to decorate for Halloween, but she said she was going to anyway. When I get home there may be reaper cushions. 
Edit: License = CPOL 
modified 31-Oct-13 13:42pm.
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GROAN!
I am stealing it though.
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Obscurum per obscurius.
Ad astra per alas porci.
Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur .
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Good one I'm going to steal it too!
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Griff and his pet ![Sheep | [baah]](https://codeproject.global.ssl.fastly.net/script/Forums/Images/sheep.gif) walk into a bar. It's about 5pm, but they're ready for a good night of drinking. They start off slowly, watching TV, drinking beer, eating crisps.
As the night goes on they move to mixed drinks, and then straight shots, one after the other.
Finally, the barman says: "Last orders!" So, Griff slurs, "One more for me... and one more Baabaaraa." The barman sets them up and they knock them back.
Suddenly, the sheep falls over dead. Griff just throws some money on the bar, puts on his coat and starts to leave. The barman, yells: "Hey boyo! You can't just leave that lyin' there."
To which Griff replies: "That's not a lion, that's a sheep."
speramus in juniperus
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Round these parts, death just makes 'em easier to catch...
The only instant messaging I do involves my middle finger.
English doesn't borrow from other languages.
English follows other languages down dark alleys, knocks them over and goes through their pockets for loose grammar.
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That's really a sheep joke.
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable man adapts the world to himself.
Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
- George Bernard Shaw
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Blind, crippled or crazy...fair game!
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I've recently started getting messages from names I've never seen before with subjects telling me that they shared a Google doc with me.
I've been assuming they're spam and deleting them unread; but am wondering what exactly they're trying to do:
0) Faking being from Google and linking to attack sites?
1) Putting spam in a Google doc file itself?
2) Something else entirely?
Did you ever see history portrayed as an old man with a wise brow and pulseless heart, waging all things in the balance of reason?
Is not rather the genius of history like an eternal, imploring maiden, full of fire, with a burning heart and flaming soul, humanly warm and humanly beautiful?
--Zachris Topelius
Training a telescope on one’s own belly button will only reveal lint. You like that? You go right on staring at it. I prefer looking at galaxies.
-- Sarah Hoyt
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Report it to the Spam and Abuse Watch page
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I dont think this has anything to do with CodeProject
Every day, thousands of innocent plants are killed by vegetarians.
Help end the violence EAT BACON
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Like everything else in the Lounge. By definition.
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 It had to be said. +5
There are only 10 types of people in the world, those who understand binary and those who don't.
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No - that forum is only for reporting spam or abuse on CodeProject. You can't expect the hamsters to deal with every bit of spam on the internet!
"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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Richard Deeming wrote: You can't expect the hamsters to deal with every bit of spam on the
internet!
I thought they where 'THAT' good. Guess not 
Common sense is admitting there is cause and effect and that you can exert some control over what you understand.
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Though amusingly the c*1992 is close to being named there. 
speramus in juniperus
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It's usually a phishing scam[^].
"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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That doesn't look like what I've been getting. These messages are either being sent by google using their share tools (or forged in a way that Google isn't catching on to); not links to a fake google login page.
Did you ever see history portrayed as an old man with a wise brow and pulseless heart, waging all things in the balance of reason?
Is not rather the genius of history like an eternal, imploring maiden, full of fire, with a burning heart and flaming soul, humanly warm and humanly beautiful?
--Zachris Topelius
Training a telescope on one’s own belly button will only reveal lint. You like that? You go right on staring at it. I prefer looking at galaxies.
-- Sarah Hoyt
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That's the point - these are fake Google login pages, hosted on Google's own site, and shared using Google's own tools.
It's not going to fool anyone with an IQ larger than the waistband of their trousers, but that still leaves quite a large part of the internet.
"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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Some of us measure our waists in centimeters. 
Pablo.
"Accident: An inevitable occurrence due to the action of immutable natural laws." (Ambrose Bierce, circa 1899).
"You are to act in the light of experience as guided by intelligence" (Rex Stout, "In the Best Families", 1950).
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I'd hope that most people here would still satisfy the "IQ > waistband" condition. 
"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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In that case, you linked to the wrong example. It's talking about a phishing email that pretends to be from google but links to pwndserver.com/fakelogin.htm; not something malicious hosted in google's cloud.
Did you ever see history portrayed as an old man with a wise brow and pulseless heart, waging all things in the balance of reason?
Is not rather the genius of history like an eternal, imploring maiden, full of fire, with a burning heart and flaming soul, humanly warm and humanly beautiful?
--Zachris Topelius
Training a telescope on one’s own belly button will only reveal lint. You like that? You go right on staring at it. I prefer looking at galaxies.
-- Sarah Hoyt
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