Deep inside a Delaware strip mall closet, an old, forgotten Pentium computer's NPC.EXE is running wild, compiling deranged and out-dated modmails that read... well, retarded like THIS! Any local frogs up for a mission? Please find & unplug this poor museum relic of a PC! It is suffering! 🐸
(media.greatawakening.win)
YOU'VE GOT BETA MALE!
I think I met that guy, back in the mid-late 1980s.
Or maybe his doppelganger. I was still wet behind the ears working on a project, and one of the guys I was working with invited me over. We went into his basement, and he sat down at his computer desk, and everything looked a lot like that. He didn't have the glasses though, and I don't recall him being a smoker. Otherwise,
overweight - check
Two dollar haircut - check
1960s paneling - check
very early PC - check
modem - check
corner of the basement - ?
I think we ALL met that guy.
Deep state autist cloning initiative.
I mean... There may be some truth in that, kek
Paneling. Again at my first base I wanted to wallpaper my dorm room but the new female captain wouldn't let me. She said we could only use blu-tack on the walls because that didn't harm anything.
I went downtown to a local store (I was in the UK) and bought several rolls of wallpaper that looked like paneling and paneled my whole room with paper and blu-tack. She was PISSED but the 1st sgt laughed his ass off.
LOL - reminds me of being in college, and a friend did some artwork on my dorm door. We weren't supposed to "deface" the property, but the artwork was so well done, the staff didn't say anything about it.