Laptop Cooler !
O Laptop Cooler!
Where art thou in my time of need?!
Among the undelivered parcels, I assume?
Hopefully not relocated to the moon!
Once I have thee upon my lap,
My laptop shall hopefully be cool.
(And then its time to kick it old school! )
Hopefully tomorrow shall be the day we finally meet,
Once greeting, my gaming shall not be so discreet,
Oh shall I play Half-Life 1 to 2?
But could I also play The Witcher too?
The Last Remnant looks to be a hearty feast!
But Just Cause 2 seems to be among the mightiest feats!
Oh Many a good time shall be had,
So long as my processor stays cool.
95 degrees is the maximum cap,
But 65 seems to be the regular temp,
I guess as long as the beast that sits on my lap,
Does not begin to froth and boil,
Then I should be free to toil!
And have a good time at last!
Did you also know you are going to die a sad, pitiful, painful death sitting at your computer choking on some sort of snack as sweat drips the fold of your your unattractive fat lump of a body, and the last thought that will ever go through your mind is "what have I done with my life?"
Did you also know you are going to die a sad, pitiful, painful death sitting at your computer choking on some sort of snack as sweat drips the fold of your your unattractive fat lump of a body, and the last thought that will ever go through your mind is "what have I done with my life?"
Don't worry, you get to die in peace after saving the human race from the clutches of the evil Lord Destructionation when you turn his own death ray on him and hurl both of them into the sun. You live happily ever after with your loving (and also hot) wife and leave behind a legacy of awesome. Your last words will be "My life is over, but something greater begins for me."
Laptop Cooler !
O Laptop Cooler!
Where art thou in my time of need?!
Among the undelivered parcels, I assume?
Hopefully not relocated to the moon!
Once I have thee upon my lap,
My laptop shall hopefully be cool.
(And then its time to kick it old school! )
Hopefully tomorrow shall be the day we finally meet,
Once greeting, my gaming shall not be so discreet,
Oh shall I play Half-Life 1 to 2?
But could I also play The Witcher too?
The Last Remnant looks to be a hearty feast!
But Just Cause 2 seems to be among the mightiest feats!
Oh Many a good time shall be had,
So long as my processor stays cool.
95 degrees is the maximum cap,
But 65 seems to be the regular temp,
I guess as long as the beast that sits on my lap,
Does not begin to froth and boil,
Then I should be free to toil!
And have a good time at last!
That's hot! On your lap and hot! GRRR GRRRR! BEAST! Let that lap top lite your fire! YEAH BABY! YEAH!
Wait, no, no, this is a defective line of thought and inspires man kind to be stupid.
Did you also know you are going to die a sad, pitiful, painful death sitting at your computer choking on some sort of snack as sweat drips the fold of your your unattractive fat lump of a body, and the last thought that will ever go through your mind is "what have I done with my life?"
Hard to believe, right?
Actually, that's not hard to believe at all. As I type this, I'm sat at my computer, feeling desperately lonely and useless, munching on numerous high-fat snacks, whilst multiple beads of sweat drip between the many folds of my fat, unattractive, lump of a body. "What have I done with my life?!" is the first thing I think of when I wake up in the late afternoon and the last thing I think of before I go to sleep at 5am.
So, no; not hard to believe at all.
By, the way... most of the above is actually factual. However, I honestly don't think you would need to be a precognitive clairvoyant to figure my destiny out.
Actually, that's not hard to believe at all. As I type this, I'm sat at my computer, feeling desperately lonely and useless, munching on numerous high-fat snacks, whilst multiple beads of sweat drip between the many folds of my fat, unattractive, lump of a body. "What have I done with my life?!" is the first thing I think of when I wake up in the late afternoon and the last thing I think of before I go to sleep at 5am.
So, no; not hard to believe at all.
By, the way... most of the above is actually factual. However, I honestly don't think you would need to be a precognitive clairvoyant to figure my destiny out.
I wasn't being clairvoyant, I just know these things.
Davies, you're cool. You'll be happy, I know it. You'll be married, and all that crap.
I doubt that highly, I'm a very intolerable person to be around for any extended period of time (just ask any of my ex-girlfriends). It's not so bad though, I enjoy my own company and I have a number of friends, so there's always someone to hang out with for those times when the loneliness does take ahold.
Thank you for the kind words all the same though Doodo.
Davies, you're cool. You'll be happy, I know it. You'll be married, and all that crap.
Ah, YOU are a special case. You will go on to be a great philosopher, asking every single question that others were afraid to ask. You spend your life making sense of it all, and when you finally do, you decide to write all of your discoveries. Suddenly, a group of people break into your residence, force you down onto the floor and hold you at gunpoint. They take your work and lock it away, to "guarantee the safety of the human race." You are taken to a secret place, far away, where nobody will ever find you. Nobody sees you tremble, and nobody hears you scream. You just lie, in the dark, alone.
One day, you wake up to find that during the night, there was a huge storm. Everyone is dead, except for you,. Your cell door is open. You are free. You come out of your cell, into the light of the day. You see a single man, dressed in a white robe, standing silently in thought and prayer. You, in a sense of fear, ask "Who are you?" The man responds, "I am your liberation. I have come to set you free. My name is Saint Peter."
I'm actually impressed how much clearer Die Hard is on Blu-Ray.
Out of all the older films that I own on Blu-Ray, I would have to say that The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Trading Places, John Carpenter's The Thing, Alien and Aliens have impressed me the most in terms of making a 70s / 80s film look like it was shot this decade.
Out of all the older films that I own on Blu-Ray, I would have to say that The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Trading Places, John Carpenter's The Thing, Alien and Aliens have impressed me the most in terms of making a 70s / 80s film look like it was shot this decade.
Alien was fantastic. I know it's kind of lame if you were raised post VHS, but the first time Skerritt appeared on screen, I was amazed....you could see each hair on his beard. Good choice in films by the way.
Alien was fantastic. I know it's kind of lame if you were raised post VHS, but the first time Skerritt appeared on screen, I was amazed....you could see each hair on his beard
Shit, I know what you're saying. I was raised on the Pan & Scan VHS release of Alien long before widescreen films were even available for home use.
I haven't seen my farther in years and years. But I couldn't ever forgive him or ever have a relationship with him again
EDIT: I'm not judging you or anything I'm just saying I am not strong enough to forgive.
I was only about 2 years old when he left so I didn't really have enough time to have a relationship with him, so this is like the first time for me.
And I did hate him once but not any more, life is to short. He know he made a mistake and he regrets it dearly, he is really ready to make amends and I am willing to give him the chance.
And I don't feel you are judging, we are all different and I am sure you have a valid reason to hate your father.
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O Laptop Cooler!
Where art thou in my time of need?!
Among the undelivered parcels, I assume?
Hopefully not relocated to the moon!
Once I have thee upon my lap,
My laptop shall hopefully be cool.
(And then its time to kick it old school!
Hopefully tomorrow shall be the day we finally meet,
Once greeting, my gaming shall not be so discreet,
Oh shall I play Half-Life 1 to 2?
But could I also play The Witcher too?
The Last Remnant looks to be a hearty feast!
But Just Cause 2 seems to be among the mightiest feats!
Oh Many a good time shall be had,
So long as my processor stays cool.
95 degrees is the maximum cap,
But 65 seems to be the regular temp,
I guess as long as the beast that sits on my lap,
Does not begin to froth and boil,
Then I should be free to toil!
And have a good time at last!
Did you know I can see the future?
Did you also know you are going to die a sad, pitiful, painful death sitting at your computer choking on some sort of snack as sweat drips the fold of your your unattractive fat lump of a body, and the last thought that will ever go through your mind is "what have I done with my life?"
Hard to believe, right?
Why does he get such a cool death!
Don't worry, you get to die in peace after saving the human race from the clutches of the evil Lord Destructionation when you turn his own death ray on him and hurl both of them into the sun. You live happily ever after with your loving (and also hot) wife and leave behind a legacy of awesome. Your last words will be "My life is over, but something greater begins for me."
Am I good or what?
O_0
What kind of sick hell did you send me to!!!
That's hot! On your lap and hot! GRRR GRRRR! BEAST! Let that lap top lite your fire! YEAH BABY! YEAH!
Wait, no, no, this is a defective line of thought and inspires man kind to be stupid.
Well, your "unofficial" wife. Your "girlfriend", shall we say.
How about my "official beard"?
It will rival that of Norris himself.
Yeah...yeah...I bet you call her Lisa. Don't you!? Don't you!?
Or, is it TINA!?
Yeah, you get her nice and hot, nice and hot, while on that big lap of yours...
Woah wait Chuck Noris beard was a beard beard?
You embarrass her, OH my , look at me on Retro's lap!
Actually, that's not hard to believe at all. As I type this, I'm sat at my computer, feeling desperately lonely and useless, munching on numerous high-fat snacks, whilst multiple beads of sweat drip between the many folds of my fat, unattractive, lump of a body. "What have I done with my life?!" is the first thing I think of when I wake up in the late afternoon and the last thing I think of before I go to sleep at 5am.
So, no; not hard to believe at all.
By, the way... most of the above is actually factual. However, I honestly don't think you would need to be a precognitive clairvoyant to figure my destiny out.
Oh, I misunderstood you. You will not have or need a partner.
I wasn't being clairvoyant, I just know these things.
I doubt that highly, I'm a very intolerable person to be around for any extended period of time (just ask any of my ex-girlfriends). It's not so bad though, I enjoy my own company and I have a number of friends, so there's always someone to hang out with for those times when the loneliness does take ahold.
Thank you for the kind words all the same though Doodo.
Ah, YOU are a special case. You will go on to be a great philosopher, asking every single question that others were afraid to ask. You spend your life making sense of it all, and when you finally do, you decide to write all of your discoveries. Suddenly, a group of people break into your residence, force you down onto the floor and hold you at gunpoint. They take your work and lock it away, to "guarantee the safety of the human race." You are taken to a secret place, far away, where nobody will ever find you. Nobody sees you tremble, and nobody hears you scream. You just lie, in the dark, alone.
One day, you wake up to find that during the night, there was a huge storm. Everyone is dead, except for you,. Your cell door is open. You are free. You come out of your cell, into the light of the day. You see a single man, dressed in a white robe, standing silently in thought and prayer. You, in a sense of fear, ask "Who are you?" The man responds, "I am your liberation. I have come to set you free. My name is Saint Peter."
Pretty Spooky stuff, huh?
Sorry, it's just too terrible to mention. Forget I said anything.
Nothing to see here, move along.
Out of all the older films that I own on Blu-Ray, I would have to say that The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Trading Places, John Carpenter's The Thing, Alien and Aliens have impressed me the most in terms of making a 70s / 80s film look like it was shot this decade.
Alien was fantastic. I know it's kind of lame if you were raised post VHS, but the first time Skerritt appeared on screen, I was amazed....you could see each hair on his beard. Good choice in films by the way.
Shit, I know what you're saying. I was raised on the Pan & Scan VHS release of Alien long before widescreen films were even available for home use.
Happy now, your majesty?
I was expecting some kind of smart ass inclusion, to which I would reply "Well played, good sir," but that wasn't well played at all!
Hey, it's 4:30 in the am over in these here parts. Give me a freakin' break chumbly.
Right, I'm off to get some sleep and then I'll be back tomorrow to burrrrrrnnnnnn your sorry ass. Nighty night Princess.
I should warn you that I am emotional distant and thus untrollable. Only Fawful knows how to win my surrender.
I was only about 2 years old when he left so I didn't really have enough time to have a relationship with him, so this is like the first time for me.
And I did hate him once but not any more, life is to short. He know he made a mistake and he regrets it dearly, he is really ready to make amends and I am willing to give him the chance.
And I don't feel you are judging, we are all different and I am sure you have a valid reason to hate your father.
Thank you!
Thank you very much, I sure hope the best, the first time I met him I was really nervous. But know he is just great and I can't wait to see him again.
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Quoting because I do to. I also want to see a friend I haven't seen since I was 11 (I think). This could be worse, I tend to be depressed after 11.
yup. they work at telltale, alright.
I know my fate already, Davies, and for the sake of everyone on this site, I dare not mention what I am going to go through.
Hellgate.
And counting down the minutes till I can go home, nothing to do at work any more.