Diabolically evil IT professional. I make users RTFM! Mu! Hu! Ha! HA! HA! HA! HAA!
“Want me to plug it up with my foot?”
You sure it’s not the other anatomical part… The one that stinks.
Pitch black and you think you’re wide awake – but you can’t move a muscle. I hate when that happens.
I wonder if Quincy influenced the nose-mining…
My first computer was a quantum computer. We’d chisel the code onto stone tablets and give the tablet to a trained pterodactyl who would then fly off into another Universe where the processing would take place. A different pterodactyl (which was actually the same one just super-positioned and entangled) would return with the results on printer paper. Of course, back then, we didn’t know what printer paper was…
In the summer?! Too hot!
What’s wrong with a dad who wants his child unburdened by all the crap dad had to and has to deal with?
DM2860 had the best answer yesterday.
Nope – Classic: