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yugo ate my post it was about the riced out diet damn you rtqp |
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| Posted by ...my name. is. THE PLAGUE @ 2007-06-21 00:30:00 | |
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| hyperfukbot's friendly neighborhood harddrive crash | |
| A hard drive crash is a sudden dramatic decline of hax across a significant cross-section of a hard drive. Crashes are driven by panic as much as by underlying yugonomic factors. They often follow speculative hard drive bubbles. conquistador confeastador megafujx52. yeti invasion is coming out the wazoo. yeti invasion is coming from mars. get your ass to mars to escape the yeti invasion. the yeti invasion is inevitable. the yeti tide is rising. the yeti will be here soon. run for the hills. dear god, i don't think anyone will survive. the yeti will take control and only the roaches will survive. somebody, save us... | |
| Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2007-06-20 22:07:00 | |
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Consult manual: Right, forwards, left, forwards, right, forwards, left, forwards, left, forwards, forwards some more… right follow this street. Turn right at the next road, yes. Down this road until you hit that small dirt track. Go left, HERE, yes. At that moment Mahjong realised that the primary rotation core had collapsed while he was reading is science fiction novels. “GREAT SCOT(T)†– it’s a flying duck. Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, qu[a]ck, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quark, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack. I’ve kind of lost where I was going with that one. Oh well… Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack. Etc. Now kids listen up: There once was a boy named Eric – he lived in a castle far, far away. This castle was yellow and it was entirely constructed out of pure data. This may not seem possible within the physical restrictions of reality but I assure you it is possible considering I’ve just told you it was. The regions were particularly unstable on that particular day which the story references to so Eric decided to go for a walk beside the docks where he stored his various шлюпки. While he walked along the docks he noticed a strange feeling in the air. The sky was grey and overcast and smelt fresh due to the recent storm but something was wrong. “Somethings brewing†Eric said to himself… wait what was my name again? He woke up in blood. Lots of blood. end ofline.endoflife,endof-line. end ofline.endqdoflife,eqndof-liqne. |
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| Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2007-06-19 21:43:00 | |
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There are various forms of Internet tube. OLMNfnjdogh9hernoj5rt3409gjn io4038 hu49032ur832 0823 809[ #' ;l[#'';re 2564d1f5gd4d*d 9+-8 9r+ 94[i pmp4m The main type of Internet tube is the HTTP variety which is useful for processing tubes and rewriting tubes. Another type of Internet tube is the funt tube which allows users to interact with various other tubes containing data tubes. Data tubes a primary resource for user tubes because they contain memory tubes. "qwytreyeuiyirtuoupo]y[pu gfasdhfhdfgkj;'k#'l czxbcvmbn,mnb.v,m/,." "zxasqwcvdferbnghtynmjkuikliop[];'#./," As you can see the data in these tubes is clearly [insert] where the drives consult the memory tube. #937727 - euhf^88 ###fdjjd bbbbfnoooor,,,,;'''''' As you can see.sdoiy t64379yhuorfev ct THE [rimary INTWERNT TU7BE Z |
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| Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2007-06-19 21:32:00 | |
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Yugo is overflowing with data, the flood banks have opened to reveal the sea of opportunity ahead. With the contribution of the amount of data towards the sea the Internet revolution was nigh. No-one could repel numerous spillages of data into the sea and instead of contaminating the Internet it purified it. Now: fellow Yugoists, fans, LJ subscribers, hatsby lovers or randoms - are you prepared for another 2000 posts? Yugo has been running for: |
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| Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2007-06-19 17:27:00 | |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2007-06-19 14:15:00 | |
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| POST 2000: THE STATE OF THE YUGO | |
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Greetings, Yugoites. I speak to you here at the dawn of the second qillenium of Yugo.
Sticklers may insist that, mathematically, the next qillenium does not start until post 2001, to which I respond: well, due to errors, deletion, testing, etc. we're probably nearer to 1900 posts, but what's the fun in waiting for post 2082 or whatnot to do this? There is no fun. You mathematicians have no sense of humor, and I am a brick. At the founding of the Yugo, it was hard to fathom that, one day, we would have a Metric Shitload of posts on this site - and yet throughout, maintain the consistant level of Yugo Quality that you, the watsumer, have come to expect. So, I proudly speak to you at this post 2000, detailing the state of the Yugo. The GDW (Gross Domestic Wat) is up. Sense Inflation is down. Yugo is internationally respected, and poised to conquer Poland, should Poland so desire (give us a ring, luv). We could not have done it without the work of many, and we thank you all. We can be sure that only greater rambles, rants, raves, analyses, diatribes, lunacy, and qqq muthafucka will be in the posts/days ahead. We have been carried on the wings of a Yugoslavian beater. May the Yugo be in your thoughts, prayers, and cereal. MERRY Q TO ALL, AND TO ALL A Q FLIGHT |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2007-06-19 14:05:00 | |
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| Judge Wigs | |
| I've always wondered: Where the hell do those wigs judges wear come from? I don't mean to ask where they are manufactured (though that is also a question I'd like answered), but rather where the apparence, tradition, etc. came from. They always bring a smile to my face, as they are festively fuzzy and full of geometric primitives (take a look sometime, if you don't believe me). Now, judges are regarded as stern figures of authority, right? Why would they want to make themselves an object of amusement? I suspect Richard D. James is behind it. | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2007-06-19 13:52:00 | |
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| Ample Cruising Room (A.R.C.) | |
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Five years ago, I had my head expanded by a Roland Space Echo. Things have never been the same since, as one might suspect. For instance, I now have significantly more difficulty entering and exiting automobiles. To add insult to injury, I drive a small japanese compact car. However, these days, the insult has been slightly subtracted from the injury (well, it's not an injury, really, but more on that later) as, at the gas pump, I pay $25 to stuff my near-empty tank while the '87 Ford Boogie next to me, rolling to the station half-full, shows no sign of being quenched at $50.
In any case, back on topic. Five years ago, I had my head expanded by a Roland Space Echo. Things have never been the same since, as one might suspect. For instance, I now have a significantly more unique hat collection than anyone else, due to my cranial realities. To multiply my hat collection, I sold my old ones. However, unfortunately, the collection (well, it's not a collection, really, but more on that later) now exceeds the realities of my closet. While my neighbors enjoy a full hat collection confined within their closet, my collection is now divided, and I have hats all over my easy chair, and I have to move them when I reach the bourbon phase of the evening. In any case, back on topic. Five years ago, I had my head expanded by a Roland Space Echo. Things have never been the same since, as one might suspect. For instance, I now have a significantly lucerative contract with Rephlex records, due to my cranial realities. To exponeniate my bankroll via album sales (well, they're not albums, really, but more on that later) I spraypaint web URLs onto luxury automobiles. While I enjoy record profits, my neighbors now curse a blue streak at the state of their '07 Lexus Asshole. I laugh as I reach the bourbon phase of the evening. In any case, back on topic. Five years ago, I had my head expanded by a Roland Space Echo. Things have never been the same since, as one might suspect. For instance... |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2007-06-19 13:42:00 | |
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I can no longer take this new .5 leadership under Mega Josh Twins. This is a disgrace. Jetsam Wingo was the true prophet of .5 and the lack of his leadership has allowed the sacred vision of .5 to become corrupted. I therefore must announce my conversion to .7. Yes, you did hear me correctly. HYPERFUKBOT is .7. |
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| Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2007-06-19 08:54:00 | |
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| EL THREE FACTS??? | |
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*Three Facts In This World
Fact 1: You cannot touch all your teeth with your tongue; Fact 2: After reading the first fact, all fools try it. Fact 3: Fact1 is false Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.................. Fact 4: Now u are laughing !!! bcoz u became a fool !!! Fact 5: Noe u want to register at http://www.ricedoutyugo.com Fact 6:After registering you want to fool ur friends also.. so u want to copy and paste into other forums as soon as u read this completely.... Fact 7 : successfully you are fooled... so copy n paste this to fool others.. go on.. !! |
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| Posted by Supporter of Ham #2361 @ 2007-06-19 07:04:00 | |
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| Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2007-06-18 05:40:00 | |
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Dear Agent Richard Gill: I'm trashing your rights. I'm Trashing the flow of data. —Qoulc |
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| Posted by ...my name. is. THE PLAGUE @ 2007-06-17 21:46:00 | |
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| Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2007-06-17 11:59:00 | |
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why the fuck do i care? why the fuck do i bother? why not just let the 6234632562345hallucinations take over my life? why not just let insanity absorb me? what makes this existence "real"? what makes it the one truly worth living? what if insanity is enlightenment ?? ? why not just find a better future in insanity. maybe i'm just becoming sane. maybe that is the real world. THE TREES GROW AND REGROW THE FORM OF REALITY IS FLUID THE SNAKES ON THE WALLS ZIPPING PAST LIKE ELECTRONS THE LUNAR LATTICE THE LAYERS OF GLASS PEELING AWAY THE ORGANISMS TAKEN APART AND CAD MODELED AND DIMENSIONED AND LABELED AND SECTIONVIEWED AND CENTERLINES AND DIMENSIONED, THE CUTS AND WOUNDS, THE SCRATCHES THAT I CANT FEEL, THE GREY UNIVERSE. THE ROACHES. I FUCKING HATE FUCKING ROACHES. THEY'RE FUCKING EVERYWHERE, DAMMIT. I FUCKING HATE THOSE FUCKERS. THERE WAS ONE ON THE SHOWER. THERE WAS ONE UNDER MY FUCKING BED. THERE WAS ONE ON MY BROTHER'S FUCKING TOOTHBRUSH (I DIDN'T TELL HIM TO GET A NEW ONE AND I DO NOT FEEL BAD ABOUT THIS AT ALL). THERE WERE 5 AT THE BASE OF THE RED STAIRS WHEN I TURNED ON THE LIGHT AND THEY SKITTERED UNDER THE COUCHES. THERE WAS ONE THAT FLEW AT ME IN BROAD DAYLIGHT AND LANDED ON MY FUCKING CUP OF WATER I WAS DRINKING (I FUCKING KILLED THIS FUCKER). THERE WAS THE ONE IN MY DREAMS THAT CAME AND KILLED ME.WHAT THE FUCK DO THEY WANT FROM ME?!?!? THE IMAGES. THE SHAPES. THE SHADOWS THAT GROW AND FLOW LIKE WATER. CRACKS IN THAT CD THAT GROW OUT INTO THE AIR LIKE A TREE, CRACKED AIR. BROKEN AIR? WHAT THE FUCK. SERIOUSLY, THAT'S COOL BUT NOT COOL AT THE SAME TIME. DON'T FUCK WITH ME LIKE THAT. WHY NEVER PEOPLE. WHY DO THE SOUNDS NOT MATCH UP TO THE VISUAL. WHY DO THEY FLICKER. WHY WHEN I TAKE A CLOSER LOOK, WHY WHEN I WANT TO EXAMINE IT THEY DISAPPEAR. WHY. THE SHEET MUSIC WAS GROWING AND EVOLVING AND POLYRHYTHMS AND COMPLEX CHORDS AND I KNEW IT WOULD BE BEAUTIFUL BUT WHEN I TRY TO LOOK AT AN INDIVIDUAL NOTE TO READ IT TO COPY IT DOWN IT DISAPPEARS INSTANTLY BEFORE I CAN EVEN REMEMBER THE LOCATION. WHY. WHY THE BLEEDING TEXT IN MY 10-YEAR-OLD COPY OF "DUNE". WHY DID THE GRASS WILT. WHY THE FLOW AND EBB OF THEM. WHY THE WHY DID THE SUN TURN BLACK. WHY DOES TIME NOT MAKE SENSE ANYMORE. WHY?? WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES I DO NOT FIND FREEDOM. THE SPIRALS / THE LATTICES / THE GRIDS / THE SHAPES / THE MANDALAS / THE FORM CONSTANTS / THE FUNCTIONS / THE SHAPES.
I'VE BEEN LOCKED UP IN HERE FOR DAYS! You've controlled my every move. You've told me what to eat, what to think, what to say, and when I show a glimmer of independent thought you strap me down, inject me with drugs and call it a treatment! it is truly, the demon of the oceans is at my hand.... |
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| Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2007-06-17 11:42:00 | |
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| ne-neneneowneow,,,NEOWmmmeeenblipblipBLOOP. neow,neowne-ne-neneneneeeeneowblipbloop. Bleep bleep bloop. neneneneneowNEOWNUOWMWNNNNzipzapneow. bleep. | |
| Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2007-06-17 11:19:00 | |
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| I AM FEELING A WARHELLRIDE COMING ON | |
| Posted by HYPERFUKBOT @ 2007-06-17 11:14:00 | |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2007-06-17 11:05:00 | |
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bleep,bleep,bleep,bleep,bleep,bleep,bleep,bleep. NeeeneeenenenenebleeeepBLEEP... ... BLEEPBLOOPBLEEPBLOOPBLEEPBLOOPBLEEPBLOOP BLEEPBLOOPBLEEPBLOOPBLEEPBLOOPBLEEPBLOOP BLEEPBLOOPBLEEPBLOOPBLEEPBLOOPBLEEPBLOOPeeee - neeerrrghhhBMKFGIujtoj64JU9TERGFDJIIUHDIUGFGFHUGHHHGHGHGHHGHGHGHGHHGHGM DJDJSJJJJSJSJS SIKSKKSKSKSKS SKSKSKKSS KSKSKW WIIWIWIW WIWIWIWIW WOWOWOD UWUWWUWUWUWDSHHHHHHH... *clunk* |
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| Posted by Mahjong The Wisest @ 2007-06-17 11:04:00 | |
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So no shit, there I was, the ignition sequence of the Trent |
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| Posted by ...my name. is. THE PLAGUE @ 2007-06-16 20:07:00 | |
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