[CrackMonkey] I spit on your primitive GSM/SMS/e-mail integration!
zen at zork.net
Wed Jun 20 03:25:39 PDT 2001
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
> 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
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