============================================================================================================================================================================================================================================================================= | ../oldsite/ | /gallery/ | /cassettes/ | /docs/ | /jobs/ | /viya/ | /animu/ | /holy text/ | /irc/ | /blog/ | /donate/ | /portal/ |============================================================================================================================================================================================================================================================================= User one: we ain't here to do e-c-e we're here to do c-s-e on the w-e-b listen to me spit out these rhymes while I program lines and commit web accessibility crimes word, son User Two: You talk like your big on these I-Net kicks, but your shit flows slower than a two-eighty-six. im tracking down hosts and nmap scans, While code Igniter's got you wringing your hands. Cut the crap rap or I'll run etter cap. take your AIM chat, N' send you a PC-Bitch-Slap! peace User One: you're talkin' bout hosts and nmap scans while I got other plans you're at your new job, but you can't even do it right you just create a plight with your http rewrites! I've been on the web since the age of three while you just got on directly off the buss from mississippi respect yo' elders, bitch User two: You've been webbin' since three, but still ain't grown up, Gotta update yo config and send the brain a SIGHUP. You say you're that old? No wonder you're slow! You're knocking at the door while I run this show! Elders my ass, you're shit's still in school, Hunt and pecking at the keyboard like a spaghetti-damned fool, Rim-riffing your hard drives like a tool, Face it. I rule. User One: I erase my harddrives with magnets (bitch) all you can do is troll on the fagnets and son, my brain's wrapped in a nohup it wont be hurt by the words you throwup dont mind me while I emerge my ownage while you're still over there apt-getting your porridge you say i'm still in school but the fact is that I know the rule cuz you need to go back to grade three and you better pleas, that they take sucky graduates from c-s-e User Two: Time to bend over and apply a patch, Your brain's throwing static like a CD with a scratch Your connection got nuked and you've met your match. You run a single proccess like a VAX with a batch. I'd pass the torch to a real winnder but it'd just burn a while loop spinner Caught in a loop that you can't escape, I run clocl cycles around your words and flows, Cuz your rhyme is like a PC fan: it blows, Your water-cooled lyrics leak and it shows, Take your ass back to alt.paid.for.windows.