I have computer skills; I am good at dealing with computers. Can’t you understand that? What the hell is wrong with you people?

Well-well look. I already told you: I deal with the god damn computers so the engineers don’t have to.

FOR SALE $1

3 tabby vacuums jammed in blow mode, steel wire brush attachments included, intermittently eject hot bile, alarms every 4 hours

@chipmonkey in exchange for which, you get… “free” product. This trade-off is not unique to the web, or inherently evil imo.

The Fresh Prince’s Theme from The Fresh Prince of Bel-air mashed-up with Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up

Ooh ooh

Now this is the story all about how
We’re no strangers to love

My life got flipped, turned upside down
You know the rules and so do I

And I’d like to take a minute just sit right there
A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of

I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-air
You wouldn’t get this from any other guy

In west Philadelphia born and raised
I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling

On the playground where I spent most of my days
Gotta make you understand

Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
We’ve known each other for so long

And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
Your heart’s been aching but

When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
You’re too shy to say it

Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
Inside we both know what’s been going on

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
We know the game and we’re gonna play it

And said “You’re moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air”
And if you ask me how I’m feeling

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
Don’t tell me you’re too blind to see

the License plate said “fresh” and had a dice in the mirror
We’ve know each other for so long

If anything I could say that this cab was rare
Your heart’s been aching

But I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to Bel-air!
You’re too shy to say it

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
Inside we both know what’s been going on

And I yelled to the cabby “Yo, homes smell you later!”
I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling

Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
We know the game and we’re gonna play it

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air
Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)
(Ooh)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

December 16th, 2012 1:58pm

@mckt_ I’m about half way through http://t.co/rBZelwPw after finishing the Quixote this summer. It’s excellent.

@grahamvsworld delete Facebook profile in iOS settings it’ll use Safari and not the FB app, try sharing again, auth, re-add profile in IOS.

And a monocle-in-hand bow and top hat twirling flourish to @grahamvsworld for coining the term “goaternity”.

The Reg cites Forbes: two mirrors with goatse etched into them facing each other, infinitely tunneling into goaternity: http://t.co/5aNVPDQI

What kinda curse is it when a gypsy throws rice at your feet? on Flickr.

December 13th, 2012 8:53am