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Well ..hmm ..I mean ..Ok, busted, I have no idea what's the answer. 
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He can talk the talk ... 
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Never throw anything away, Griff
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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OK - I'll bite the bullet.
RESIDENT EVIL
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Never throw anything away, Griff
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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No.
Only kidding. You're up tomorrow.
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That was a good clue - I'm surprised the usual suspects didn't get it. That's the way it goes, sometimes.
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Never throw anything away, Griff
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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I'm surprised they didn't get it either.
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I thought that but I don't get the theme ( what is the theme ? ) - if it's computer games or the like I'm not surprised I don't understand 
"We can't stop here - this is bat country" - Hunter S Thompson - RIP
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It's classic computer games (all PC so far, but the best games always were, to start with at least.
I was going to go with DOOM instead of QUAKE (since it spawned a whole genre all on it's own, though Wolfenstein had something to do with it) but at four letters it's a bit too easy.
Tomorrow's will not be four letters ...
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Never throw anything away, Griff
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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For this long I was thinking of a game that ends with word home.
"It is easy to decipher extraterrestrial signals after deciphering Javascript and VB6 themselves.", ISanti[ ^]
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That's what threw me at the beginning too ... 
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Never throw anything away, Griff
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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Suis-moi à beijing![^]
Show me a problem, and I'll solve it!
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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People who move to the countryside and then start to bitch about noises and smells and tractors that slow down traffic and so on should be tarred and featherd. I am in the council of my village; three months ago people moved in the village (300 inhabitants) and immediately started complaining about the "noise" made by the church bell at 6:30 in the morning, and DEMANDED that we have it stopped. I am just lucky - and they are too - that there was nothing heavy enough in reach to beat the s**t out of them. Of course, in the same time, they do not understand why driving at 1AM through the village at full speed with their Ferrari can be seen as a problem for the inhabitants.  
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You get 'em everywhere: there are a bunch who bought houses near Heathrow Airport - because they were cheap - and then proceeded to complain about the noise, which was why the houses were cheap ...
Asshats, the lot of 'em.
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Never throw anything away, Griff
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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I know your pain.
The town where I live is slightly larger, and my house is on the edge of a forest, but it's a "historical" town, so city boys see it as an attractive place to move to.
@rseholes, every one of 'em.
Country life is not city life -- don't move to the country until you understand the differences (and until you've learned how not to be a d1ck).
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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They can look to you for any example not to follow. 
#SupportHeForShe
Government can give you nothing but what it takes from somebody else. A government big enough to give you everything you want is big enough to take everything you've got, including your freedom.-Ezra Taft Benson
You must accept 1 of 2 basic premises: Either we are alone in the universe or we are not alone. Either way, the implications are staggering!-Wernher von Braun
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I'm not a d1ck; I'm acerbic. We have it on record.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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#SupportHeForShe
Government can give you nothing but what it takes from somebody else. A government big enough to give you everything you want is big enough to take everything you've got, including your freedom.-Ezra Taft Benson
You must accept 1 of 2 basic premises: Either we are alone in the universe or we are not alone. Either way, the implications are staggering!-Wernher von Braun
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...no solution
To know a veil (?)
thoughts?
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USELESS?
"To no avail"
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Never throw anything away, Griff
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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Sea mist ?
"We can't stop here - this is bat country" - Hunter S Thompson - RIP
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Marry, sir, is this in the biblical sense?
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Mmmm...
Or perhaps to MOURN
:mmmicon:
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[^] Woe unto me: this meat-over-bone package a mind-soul inhabits, to which a thin film of awareness of a fictional construct of temporal continuity, known as Bill, adheres like slime-mold tracks on concrete ... as of now is 988 moons of age.
What greater relief from the vicissitudes of time falling like half-frozen honey off a spoon can I have than unburdening myself, here, with a purgative confessional sonnet, written for the occasion. Call it "the weight:"
i shoulder this weight of pretending to carry
a burden of imagining i know more than i know
i trudge on with lead feet through wilderness,
my ignorance disguised beneath harlequin rags
i burn the altar of confessed doubt: i poison
uncertainty's sweet wine with tart conviction
i collude with you to speak of love, as if we
once understood what unselfishness really was
i tell everyone i am not just a circus parade
instincts put on as dogville's bigtop goes up
i'm held to the ground by sincerity's gravity,
crushed under the juggernaut of necessary lie
you won't wonder why i whisper after you hear
the bald-faced lies echoes say behind my back "the weight" copyright 2019, Bill Woodruff, published under the CPOPL (CodeProject Open Poetic License).
«Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?» T. S. Elliot
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upvoted.
*jumping rope*
honey scared the natives
honey killed their gods
honey hid the bodies
in an outhouse west of Nod
I'm no poet.
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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