Since they're floating in vodka, they pretty much just feel drunk.
obviously hacked your way into here. Now it is up to you to find the game that launches the missiles.
My online adventures were well under way at that point. Doing things illegal wasn't really on the radar but my dad really couldn't grok the concept of a hobbyist BBS. He was certain that we were going to get an online services bill from Sherwood Forest ][.
heh, my mom had about the same opinions to reject DSL (after I moved out...) because of she was awaiting the extra cost...
now that my dads overview of the screen content declines, they arive. he got trapped twice by those typical online forgeries like downloads.com, and once managed to _sell_ something on amazon he intended to buy. wtf?
When we got our first computer, my mom learned just enough that she actually understood what my siblings were doing (I wasn't in kindergarten yet when we got our first computer.)
On the other hand, my parents kept the computer in their room for the first couple of years. I think they were worried that my brother might not sleep if it was available all night. Some things never change :)
Gads... I last logged in on the 9th?
I'm working too much.
I hear you there
I think I scared everyone away. Every time I post something, the room goes dead for several weeks.
omg - someone's immune to my thread-killing poison! :)
At least she's not a Fire Starter
I can start fires with my fingers. If the fingers are holding a lighter.