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Mon 10/08/07 05:08 PM
hmmmm, now that's strange.. I don't see my last post in the regular thread.... huh

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Mon 10/08/07 05:07 PM
Computer game design and development glasses

...yes, I'm white & nerdy laugh

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Mon 10/08/07 05:03 PM
Oh, not a whole lot. I start back up at school tommorow. What's up with you guys?

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Mon 10/08/07 05:01 PM
Hullo there

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Mon 10/08/07 11:30 AM
Lol Tarvin! laugh Aye

"In my defense, it was dark, and he was a very pretty man!" laugh

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Sun 10/07/07 07:02 PM
Hats are nice.

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Sat 10/06/07 05:47 PM
NO! ......NOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!! *smashes glass* ..I mean yeah laugh

What's the gender of Data's cat, Spot? -Good question, it was a "he" for six seasons and then in the seventh it had kittens! noway

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Sat 10/06/07 07:02 AM
*rubs eyes* Yerfgroggle.... huh

G'Morning! :smile:

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Fri 10/05/07 03:56 PM
New evidence shows with mathematical certainty that for any given amount of work, a person will make more money by being less intelligent!

It has long been known that knowledge equals power and time equals money, therefore:

Knowledge = Power and Time = Money

The laws of physics define power as work per unit time, thus, by use of substitution we get:

Knowledge = (Work)/(Money)

We then multiply both sides of the equation by (Money):

(Knowledge)*(Money) = (Work)

And lastly, devide both sides of the equation by (Knowledge):

(Money) = (Work)/(Knowledge)

It can now clearly be seen that for any given constant amount of work provided, an indivitual's money is inversely proportional to the knowledge they have. Thus, the more knowledge you have (i.e. the smarter you are), the less money you will make!

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Thu 10/04/07 07:42 PM
Thank you Alon4now, but your princess is in another castle...

Hmm.. I think I may be playing too much Super Mario Bros...
I've been having this strange urge to jump on peoples heads and watch coins fly out their asses indifferent

Anywho, welcome n goodluck! drinker

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Thu 10/04/07 05:30 PM
No :angry:


F(x) = Batman + x


F(Robin) = Creepy/Lame

F(Played by Cristian Bale) = Awsome^(2)


Any questions? :tongue:

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Thu 10/04/07 05:23 PM
BATMAN!!! laugh


Use calculus to find the identity of Batman:
Integral from zero to bat symbol of Batman equals Bruce Wayne!

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Mon 10/01/07 09:19 PM
Uh... it's me?

What's goin' on? :tongue:

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Mon 10/01/07 09:14 PM
knock knock huh

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Sun 09/30/07 08:59 PM
Invulnerability to Cryptonite!

...Oh, wait, I already have that :tongue:

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Sun 09/30/07 08:53 PM
OH! lol, DUH! nevermind, do what they said :P

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Sun 09/30/07 08:53 PM
I don't think there is a logout. You could try deleting cookies. That might work.

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Sat 09/29/07 02:53 PM
"Weird Al" Yankovich - Trapped in the Drive Through


Seven O'clock in the evening, watching something stupid on TV.

I'm zoned out on the sofa, when my wife comes in the room and sees me.

And she says is this behind the music with Leanord Skinner? And I say I dunno, hey it's gettin late whacha wanna do for dinner?

She says well I kinda had a big lunch so I'm not super hungry.

I say well baby I'm not starvin either but I could eat.

She says so what'd you have in mind?

I said I don't know what about you?

She says I don't care, if you're hungry lets eat.
I said that's what we're gonna do.

But first you gotta tell me what it is you're hungry for.

Then she says let me think. What's left in our refrigerator?

I said there's tuna I know.

She said that went bad a week ago.

I say is the chille ok?

She says you finished that yesterday.

I hopped up and said I dunno, do you wanna get somthin delivered?

And she's like, why would I wanna eat liver? I don't even like liver.

I'm like, no, I said delivered.

She's like I heard you say liver!

I'm like, I should know what I said.

She's like whatever. I just don't want any liver.

Well I was gonna say something. But my cell phone started to ring.

Mah, who could be callin me? I check my caller ID.

It was just cousin Larry callin for the third time today.

My wife said let it go to voice mail. I said ok.

So where were we? Oh dinner right, so whatta you wanna do?

She says why don't you wip up somthin in the kitchen.

Yeah, I said why don't you?

Then she says baby can't we just go out to dinner please?

I says no. She says yes. I says no. She says yes. I says no. She says yes. Oh, here's your keys.

I step a little bit closer. Say ok, where ya wanna go?

She says how about the ivy? I say yeah, well I dunno.

I don't really feel like gettin all dressed up and eatin expensive food.

She says Olive Garden? I say, nah, I'm not in the mood.

And Borito King would make me gassy there's no doubt.

She says just forget about it. I say no! I swear I'm gonna take you out!

Then I get an idea. I said I know what will do!

She says what? I say guess. She says what?! I say we're goin to the drive through!

So we head out the front door.

Open the garage door.

Then I open the car doors. And we get in those car doors.

Put my key in the ignition. And then I turn it sideways.

And we fasten our seatbelts. As we pull out the driveway.

Then we drive to the drive through. On our way to the drive through.

We're approaching the drive through. Getting close to the drive through

Almost there at teh drive through. Now we're here at the drive through.

Here in line at the drive through. Did I mention the drive through?

Well, here we are in the drive through line. Me and her.

Cars in front of us. Cars in back of us. All just waiting to order.

There's some idiot in a Volvo, with his brights on behind me.

I lean out the window and scream hey whacha tryin to do blind me?

My wife says maybe we should park. We could just go eat inside.

I said I'm wearin bunny slippers, so I aint leavin this ride.

Now a woman on a speaker box, is sayin can I take your order please?

I say yes indeed, you certainly can. We'd like two hamburgers with onions and cheese.

Then my wife says baby! Hold on I've changed my mind.

I think I'm gonna get a chicken sandwich instead this time.

I said you always get a cheeseburger. She says that's not what I'm hungry for.

I put my head on my hands and scream! I don't know who you are anymore.

The lady on the speaker says, I don't have all day.

I said then take our order, and will be on our way.

I wanna get a chicken sandwich. And I want a cheeseburger too.

She says you want onions on that? I'm like yeah, I already said that I do.

Plus we need curly fries. And don't you dare forget it.

And two medium root beers. No, just one, will split it.

Then I said now I'm guessin that you're probably not too bright.

So read me back my order, let's make sure you got it right.

She says one. You want a chicken sandwich. Two. You want a cheeseburger. Three. Curly fries and a large root beer. Stop! Don't go no farther.

I never ordered a large root beer, I sayed medium not large.

She says we're havin a special, I supersized you at no charge.

Oh, oh oh. And that's all I could say was oh. Then she says now there's somthin else, that I really think you should know.

You can have unlimited refills, for just a quarter more.

I said great. Except we're in the drive through. So what would I want that for?

Then she says wait a minute. Your voice sound so fammiliar, hey is this Paul?

And my wife's all like, no that aint Paul, now tell me who's this Paul?

Oh he's just some guy who goes to school with me. I sat behind him last year and I copied off of him in geometry.

I said I know a guy named Paul. He used to be my plumber. He was prematurely balled. And he moved to Pitsburg last summer.

He also had bladder problems and a really bad infection on his tow! And then she says Mr. please! You can stop right there, that's way more then I needed to know.

And then we both were quiet, and things got real intense. And she says next window please that'll be five dollers and eighty-two cents!

So we inched ahead in line, movin painfully slow. I got a little bored so, I turned on the radio.

Click, turned it off because my wife was getting a headache. So we both just sat there quietly for her sake.

And then I looked at her. And she looked back at me. And I said um, I think you have somethin in your teeth.

She turned away from me, and then turned back and said did I get it? And I'm like yeah, well I mean, most of it, but hey don't sweat it.

Then she says, how bout now? And I'm like yeah almost. There's still a little bit there, but don't worry, it's probably just a peice of toast.

Now we're at the pay window. Or whatever you call it.

Put my hand in my pocket. I can't believe there's no wallet.

And the lady at the window's like well, well well, that'll be five eighty-two. I turn around to my wife. And say how much have you got on you?

She just rolls her eyes and says I'll pay for this I guess. So she reaches into her purse and busts out the American Express.

I hand it to the lady. And she says oh, dear. It's gotta be cash only. We don't take credit cards here.

I took back the card and said gee really, well that sucks. And that's when I find out my wife was only carryin three bucks.

I said I thought you were gonna hit the ATM today! She's like, I never got around to it. So where's your wallet anyway?

I said nevermind. Just help me to find some change. Now the lady at the window's lookin at me kinda strange.

And she says Mr. please, we gotta move this line along. And I say hold your stinkin horses lady, we won't be long.

So I look around inside the glove box. Check the mat beneath my feet. I found a nickel in an ashtray, and a couple pennys and a dime in the space between the seats.

Before long I got a little pile, of coins of every sort. The lady counts em up and says, you're still about a doller short.

Now my woman's got this weird look frozen on her face. She screams! Ya know I wasn't ever really hungry in the first place.

So I turn around, to the cashier again. I shrugged and said ok, forget the chicken sandwich then.

So I pick up my change. Pick up my reciept. Then I drive to the pick up window. And I just can't wait to eat.

Now we see this ackney ridden kid about six-teen, wearin a dorky nametag that says hello my name is Uigene.

He hands me a paper bag. I look him in the eye. And I say to him hey Uigene, could I get some ketchup for my fries?

Well he looks at me. And I look at him. And he looks at me. And I look at him. And he looks at me. And I look at him. And he says I'm sorry. What'd you want again?

I say ketchup! And he says, oh yeah that's right. Just spaced out there for a second, I'm really kinda burnt tonight.

So then he hands me the ketchup. And now we're finally drivin away. And the food is driving me mad, with it's intoxicating boucay!

I'm starvin to death by the time we pull up to the traffic light. I say baby, gimme that burger. I just gotta have a bite!

So she reaches in the bag. And pulls out the burger. And she hands me the burger. And I pick up the burger.

Then I unwrap the paper. I bite into those buns. And I just can't believe it. They forgot the onions.

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Sat 09/29/07 01:53 PM
not much, browsing forums, was working on my 3D character (UVW unwrapping) :smile:

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Sat 09/29/07 01:48 PM
Waz happen'in? drinker

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