[CrackMonkey] I spit on your primitive GSM/SMS/e-mail integration!

[George Moffitt]

begin  Sean Neakums quotation:
> So, this ad has been running on TV for a while now.
> 
> Through the power of the Global Worldwide Internet, the words of City
> Chick have been converted from flucutations in the air of the rushing
> city street to digital impulses, encoded, converted, error-corrected,
> sliced into small pieces and shunted through strands of glass, ropes
> of copper and finally sprayed through the ether to arrive in the magic
> laptop.
> 
> His laptop murmurs: ``You don't have to.''  The slave node of his
> brain is unfooted: it drops neurotransmitters all over the floor; they
> roll around, falling into slots and shaking open bags of other
> chemicals, causing a flood of reactions and sending Beach Guy's brain
> into a foaming spasm of lightning and downpour.

	Fuck, man.  Who died and made YOU Stanislaw Lem?

-- 
 They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;        From
 They pursued it with forks and hope;                 The Hunting of the Snark:
 They threatened its life with a railway-share;        an Agony in Eight Fits
 They charmed it with smiles and soap.                    by Lewis Carroll