Riced Out Yugo
Great Moments in Telecommunications
  • over 2 MILLION B.C.: early human pounds stone against a log "thats pretty cool" he thinks to himself
  • about 100k B.C.: Prehistoric homo sapiens get into first shouting contest.
  • 1844 A.D.: "What hath God wrought" - Samuel Morse's first telegraph message.
  • 2758 A.D : First extraterrestrial "video" signal received from a region near the Pleiades. Scientists are baffled until they realize that the images they are seeing are the cultural equivalent of a childrens cartoon.
Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2008-04-10 03:10:00
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Great Moments in Telecommunications
  • over 2 MILLION B.C.: early human pounds stone against a log "thats pretty cool" he thinks to himself
  • about 100k B.C.: Prehistoric homo sapiens get into first shouting contest.
  • 1844 A.D.: "What hath God wrought" - Samuel Morse's first telegraph message.
  • 2758 A.D : First extraterrestrial "video" signal received from a region near the Pleiades. Scientists are baffled until they realize that the images they are seeing are the cultural equivalent of a childrens cartoon.
Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2008-04-10 03:10:00
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freud stole my id
doom level 32 cyberdeomn]],
I CREATED THIS NEW UNIVERSE EVERYTIME I DREAMED, LITTLE LEGO MEN CLUTCHING ONTO LIFE, FOLLOWING US FROM THE DESERTS. I DREAMT OF THE DESERT, OF A MAN THAT WOULD KILL ME. I WAS HIDDEN AND THE PUEBLOS WATCHED. I WAS DISCOVERED AND I HAD TO FLEE, HE CHASED ME FOR MILES. I ENDED UP INSIDE A BUILDING. THE BUILDING WAS HUGE, EMPTY, EXCEPT FOR THE SECURITY CHECKPOINT WHICH I PASSED THROUGH TO END UP IN A DIFFERENT NOT SO EMPTY ROOM, MUCH LIKE A DEPARTMENT STORE aaaaa. THIS ROOM WAS FILLED WITH PATROLS OF THE MAN THAT WANTED MY SOUL. I COULD GO FURTHER AND FURTHER. OVER SOME CRATES. DOWN AND UP AN ELEVATOR. OUTSIDE IN THE TRUCK UNLOADING ZONE. UP OVER THE FENCE. SECURITY APPEARED OUT THE DOOR BEHIND ME. I JUMPED INTO THE MINITRASHDUMPSTER THINGS TO HIDE FOR A MOMENT AND THEN GRABBED MY NEW-FOUND BUDDY AND RAN AROUND THE CORNER TOWARDS THE LEGO TRUCK. THE SKY WAS ALL BLACK, AND PAST THE ROAD NOTHING EXISTED. I COULD SENSE THEM GETTING CLOSER. I GOT IN THE DRIVER SEAT, 2 MORE LEGO BUDDIES GRABBED ONTO THE BACK OF THE TRUCK AND WE TOOK OFF. COP CARS PURSUED BUT WE MANAGED TO GET INTO AN ELEVATOR AND GO UP ONTO A BUILDING. A HUGE BUILDING IN A LARGE CITY, THAT HAD THE INSIDE BORED THROUGH WITH AGE AND WHATNOT. THERE WERE NOT MUCH LEFT OF FLOORS, JUST VARIOUS THINGS STICKING OUT AND WE HAD TO GET DOWN. THIS WOULD BE DIFFICULT. WE CLIMBED DOWN AND WENT AROUND, WE HAD TO MAKE 2 JUMPS,ONE WHICH NEARLY KILLED ME. ONE OF MY LEGO BUDDIES IMPALED HIS FACE ON A BRICK WALL AND THEN RESPAWNED. WE KEPT GOING DOWNWARD, IT WAS DIFFICULT AND THEN I WOKE UP.
Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2008-04-08 13:48:00
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"Polybutylene"
"We are sorry ma'am. Your home's plumbing was recalled before you were born.
You cannot have flood insurance.", says the insurance saleswoman to the young mother.
I pass a white Yugo on the main street.
It appears to be in fine condition, driven by a older gentleman.
On the AM radio, I hear Nevenen - Digital Round.
Overhead, a radio beam, carrying data and this very yugo post.
Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2008-04-08 12:19:00
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"you can't make this shit up"
sometimes my mind takes pictures. this can be very useful in doing the things i do in order to be able to afford to write this, but tends to leave me with some bizarre artifacts that i really have nothing to do with except post here. so: today, when i was driving home from the aforementioned, my mind took such a picture, and here it is: i witnessed a middle-aged frog lady in a fantastic getup. the pants were bright, day-glow yellow, with some black pattern repeated all about: "go red sox!", i saw when i got closer. her jacket was red, white, and blue: a red sox jacket, of course. it had a ginourmous logo on the back. she looked at me, i looked back at her. the look she transmitted was nowhere near the level of a "what are you looking at?" but was not exactly a "deer in the headlights," either. it was at that point i wondered if she had deliberately dressed up in such flourescent finery to provide entertainment for passing traffic-weary motorists, and was perhaps simply looking to see if i smiled... this made me sort of sad, until i realized: dressed how she was, she was likely to cause a car accident. later, i got to wondering: what would freud have thought about someone that did such a thing? now, i am writing this post. hello picture of post. should i write about you, next? what the hell would freud say about me? what would freud say about this post? what would freud say about freud?
Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2008-04-07 17:31:00
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nada
1a la la
1a la la
do you have any relevance?
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perhaps buckets
Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2008-04-04 04:30:00
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Perfectionism


Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2008-04-03 15:08:00
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perfectionist
it's not right. needs to be fixed. something is missing. goddammit why can't i do anything right? goddammit. something is out of place, something is wrong. there always is. never done anything just right, just the way i wanted it to go. always just a little bit off. a little bit wrong. torture. try to fix the problems and i just can't, i still make mistakes. always mistakes. fuck mistakes. fuck everything i ever do, it's never worth anything anyway. goddammit. this is all wrong. i thought i could do things perfectly but things never are. when's it ready? never. it's not right, not ready. nothing is ready about it. what? i did something wrong? bullshit. i don't make mistakes. you must be mistaken. fuck you. i did it right. fuck you. i don't make mistakes. i always make mistakes. i always make mistakes. never correct. always wrong. always always always always. doesn't matter what it is, i'm doing it wrong. i can never live up to expectations. i can't make things the way i want them to be. they're always off. off. incorrect. imperfect. wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong fuck die
Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2008-04-02 02:07:00
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RICED OUT YUGO FOOLS YOU AGAIN
IT ALL SUDDENLY MAKES SENSE NOW
HAHAHAHA!
Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2008-04-01 12:01:00
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9 beat skeet
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2008-03-28 11:59:00
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WORD

YO!


Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2008-03-24 18:53:00
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RICED OUT SALUTE
...to these hardcore lads and lasses who dared to kick over the tables of the money-changers.

The police, in keeping with fine law & order tradition, have managed to find a way to charge them all with a felony and two counts of battery. Remember, folks, if the police don't like you, charges will miraculously double or triple. It's a good thing crucifixion isn't considered a valid punishment anymore.

The cardinal leading the mass provides with the perfect quote, showing hypocrisy at its finest:

"We should all work for peace," George said, "but not by interrupting the worship of God. It's an act of violence to come among a group of believers and try to manipulate worship to your own purposes, no matter how noble and good they are."

I imagine the collection plate went around right after that quote, before people had calmed down enough to be rational.


Disclaimer: I advocate the shaking up of mindless drones, not being a jerk. I don't expect everyone to agree with this post, either.
Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2008-03-24 08:21:00
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ONCE I DISCOVERED A TOILET IN SPACE
IT WAS A DEEP AND DARK SPACE OF THINGS BETWEEN STARS. TOILETS ARE RARE THERE, VERY RARE. IT WAS MARCEL DUCHAMP'S FOUNTAIN. FOUNTAINS OF PURE BABE RUTH IN THE DARKEST DEPTHS OF THE UNKNOWN VOID. THINGS NOT MEANT TO BE KNOWN BY MAN WERE HELD IN THAT FOUNTAIN.
IT WAS A DEEP AND DARK SPACE OF THINGS BETWEEN STARS. TOILETS ARE RARE THERE, VERY RARE. IT WAS MARCEL DUCHAMP'S FOUNTAIN. FOUNTAINS OF PURE BABE RUTH IN THE DARKEST DEPTHS OF THE UNKNOWN VOID. THINGS NOT MEANT TO BE KNOWN BY MAN WERE HELD IN THAT FOUNTAIN.
Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2008-03-23 01:44:00
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YUMega 128-16 Command Reference
Registers
Q: 8-bit constant register hard-wired to 0x51
E: 36-bit zero register
W: 64-bit general storage register; bits 13, 28 wired to line trigger
DF: Pentode screen grid supply
&: Neutrino detector
A: Pork bulb socket

Opcode Summary
BCR: Branch on Cosmic Ray
BCS: Become Sentient
BNS: Belch Noxious Smoke
CPH: Crush Puny Humans
DET: Delete Transistor
DEY: Deploy Emergency Yurt
DRM: Degauss RAM
EIP: Enlarge Internet Penis
EJM: Eject Monitor
EMUL: Emulsify
ETBN: Eat Tape and Barf Out Nonsense
INS: Invert Stack Pointer
INY: Increment Norway
MCF: Modulate Cooling Fans
MOVB: Move Bowel
RET: Return Sandwich
RTI: Repeat This Instruction
RTS: Read Tape Sideways
RWS: Read from Wall Socket
SEX: Smolder and Explode
STAO: Shoot Tape at Operator
TRAP: Thwart Advancing Rebel Fleet with Main Death Star Laser

Addressing Modes
ELL: Ellptical
FUR: Furry
GAU: Gaussian
NIT: Nitrogenous
REV: Reverse
Posted by Atomdrache @ 2008-03-18 01:06:00
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WHO MCAME UP WITH THAT IDFEAS?
4444444
Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2008-03-16 18:00:00
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Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2008-03-16 17:16:00
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this is a public announcement
we will no longer be serving drinks in the upper hax lounge area due to a large amount of spills occurring. this affects both the tubes and the republic of mexico. that is all.
Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2008-03-16 16:03:00
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2008-03-16 15:04:00
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Integrating a Xerox WorkCentre 7332 with an AS400
I called up Harrold and he said the Xerox 7332 should even work with an HP PCL driver.




WAT
Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2008-03-13 21:15:00
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trails
trapped in the daily cycle of corporate futility. brain half-frazzled half-gone, running on the turbosonic one-two punch of caffeine and motrin. what are my action-items for today? have i done due dilligence? when is the best strategic time to go take a shit? my first priority is getting my priorities straight. is my hair policy in line with the corporate image? patpat, smooth, now it is. this zinc shit makes me feel nauseous, maybe it's a conspiracy. lady calls my telephone, silly lady, you have the wrong number. i am not mad though. monkey trachea, hello nonsense. sparkling supersonic hankey-panky six ways from sundaydown. cornish llewliwyn abounds. what is in the hair of good morning america?
Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2008-03-13 09:15:00
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