It’s time for more showering and spanking.
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Should anyone ask, it’s hot
Should anyone ask, it’s hot

Should anyone ask, 80 messages were rejected at 22:50
A mail server got quite happy and sent me 80 spams in just 1 minute.Mail Statistics for bunker
Should anyone ask, 80 messages were rejected at 22:50
A mail server got quite happy and sent me 80 spams in just 1 minute.Mail Statistics for bunker

Should anyone ask, one of the girls had dreadlocks
Jamie Zawinski (Famous these days for well being JWZ) writes in his blog about his club, The DNA Lounge:
Photos are up of Chocolate Syrup Wrestling, or as some call it, Future Yeast Infections of America. I don’t have anything clever to say about it this time that I didn’t say last time, so why don’t you just go read that. I can’t wait to read the web server statistics next month… you may recall that the 2005 incarnation of this event had an effect that was non-negligible. Last time, the club smelled like rotting milk for close to three months after the event, because the chocolate went down the drains, turned to glue, and then the milk in it rotted. It was truly foul. No amount of cleaning product would make it go away; I think we ended up having the drains snaked out from the street. My henchmen assure me that there is a Plan this time, and that Everything Will Be Fine. One of the girls had dreadlocks. Think about that.
I’m trying not to.
Should anyone ask, one of the girls had dreadlocks
Jamie Zawinski (Famous these days for well being JWZ) writes in his blog about his club, The DNA Lounge:
Photos are up of Chocolate Syrup Wrestling, or as some call it, Future Yeast Infections of America. I don’t have anything clever to say about it this time that I didn’t say last time, so why don’t you just go read that. I can’t wait to read the web server statistics next month… you may recall that the 2005 incarnation of this event had an effect that was non-negligible. Last time, the club smelled like rotting milk for close to three months after the event, because the chocolate went down the drains, turned to glue, and then the milk in it rotted. It was truly foul. No amount of cleaning product would make it go away; I think we ended up having the drains snaked out from the street. My henchmen assure me that there is a Plan this time, and that Everything Will Be Fine. One of the girls had dreadlocks. Think about that.
I’m trying not to.
Should anyone ask, my SYN-ACK is quicker.
Should anyone ask, my SYN-ACK is quicker.

Should anyone ask, there’s finally a use for your bad holiday photos
Better than boiling oceans, today the intraweb brings you ridiculous image technology.
Warm up those CPUs, this is going to be computationally intensive.






