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I think you should use the Net.
"the debugger doesn't tell me anything because this code compiles just fine" - random QA comment
"Facebook is where you tell lies to your friends. Twitter is where you tell the truth to strangers." - chriselst
"I don't drink any more... then again, I don't drink any less." - Mike Mullikins uncle
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Tsk, tsk! I think you cod have done much better!
/ravi
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Are you singing that tunagain?
"the debugger doesn't tell me anything because this code compiles just fine" - random QA comment
"Facebook is where you tell lies to your friends. Twitter is where you tell the truth to strangers." - chriselst
"I don't drink any more... then again, I don't drink any less." - Mike Mullikins uncle
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I don't know. Cod moves in mysterious ways!
- I would love to change the world, but they won’t give me the source code.
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Far away in the tropical waters of the Caribbean, two prawns were swimming around in the sea - one called Justin and the other called Christian.
The prawns were constantly being harassed and threatened by sharks that inhabited the area. Finally one day Justin said to Christian, "I'm fed up with being a prawn, I wish I was a shark, then I wouldn't have any worries about being eaten."
A large mysterious cod appeared and said, "Your wish is granted" and lo and behold, Justin turned into a shark.
Horrified, Christian immediately swam away, afraid of being eaten by his old mate.
Time passed (as it invariably does) and Justin found life as a shark boring and lonely. All his old mates simply swam away whenever he came close to them.
Justin didn't realise that his new menacing appearance was the cause of his sad plight.
While swimming alone one day he saw the mysterious cod again and he thought perhaps the mysterious fish could change him back into a prawn.
He approached the cod and begged to be changed back, and, lo and behold, he found himself turned back into a prawn.
With tears of joy in his tiny little eyes Justin swam back to his friends and bought them all a cocktail.
Looking around the gathering at the reef he realised he couldn't see his old pal.
"Where's Christian?" he asked. "He's at home, still distraught that his best friend changed sides to the enemy & became a shark", came the reply.
Eager to put things right again and end the mutual pain and torture, he set off to Christian's abode. As he opened the coral gate memories came flooding back. He banged on the door and shouted, "It's me, Justin, your old friend, come out and see me again."
Christian replied, "No way man, you'll eat me. You're now a shark, the enemy, and I'll not be tricked into being your dinner."
Justin cried back "No, I'm not. That was the old me. I've changed................
"I've found Cod. I'm a Prawn again Christian"
“That which can be asserted without evidence, can be dismissed without evidence.”
― Christopher Hitchens
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den2k88 wrote: You left me breathless with this one That's what the ladies always say to me, it's refreshing to hear that from a man too
“That which can be asserted without evidence, can be dismissed without evidence.”
― Christopher Hitchens
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Nah, they sea it for themselves when they want to communicate.
GCS d--- s-/++ a- C++++ U+++ P- L- E-- W++ N++ o+ K- w+++ O? M-- V? PS+ PE- Y+ PGP t++ 5? X R++ tv-- b+ DI+++ D++ G e++>+++ h--- ++>+++ y+++* Weapons extension: ma- k++ F+2 X
If you think 'goto' is evil, try writing an Assembly program without JMP. -- TNCaver
"When you have eliminated the JavaScript, whatever remains must be an empty page." -- Mike Hankey
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You're fishing at the bottom of the barrel here.
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You almost caught me out with that one.
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And would they dance if you cast a net?
New version: WinHeist Version When you have eliminated the JavaScript, whatever remains must be an empty page. Unknown
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Well, it depends if you want them to think yer a hooker when you sink them to the bottom of of their existence, of which, I think is reel low to cast unto them as such, even though they are pole dancers.
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Oh, clam up.
Mongo: Mongo only pawn... in game of life.
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I'm not taking this bait. I know how you like to chum the forums.
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Let's fin-ish this. If all your puns were put in a roe - well I'm not going to go on as I'm obviously floundering for some un-conch-unable prose.
"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits." - Albert Einstein | "As far as we know, our computer has never had an undetected error." - Weisert | "If you are searching for perfection in others, then you seek disappointment. If you are seek perfection in yourself, then you will find failure." - Balboos HaGadol Mar 2010 |
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Wouldn't you just post it on FishHook?
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Many years ago, my employer bought the technology to control conveyor belts in coal mines from a company in the town of Ashby de la Zouch, situated in England's Black Country. I spent a few weeks studying the technical aspect of the systems in their factory.
One frosty January evening, I decided to step out and find a shop where I could buy English style fish and chips. Walking down the very quiet streets, I came across a bobby that was walking his beat. I asked him where I could find an open shop. He escorted me to a little hole-in-the-wall shop in a side street that was open.
I ordered a serving of cod and chips. When it was done, the owner took a large sheet of white paper and rolled it into a funnel shape. The fish and chips were handed to me inside the paper funnel, seasoned with salt and vinegar. I can still smell the vinegar! It was the best fish and chips I ever had!
Nowadays, when I think of Ashby, it's that meal of fish and chips I mostly remember. Strange how one's memory works at times!
How do we preserve the wisdom men will need,
when their violent passions are spent?
- The Lost Horizon
modified 3-Oct-15 12:13pm.
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I had a similar experience with food. I was renting a cruiser for the week on Loch Ness and the Caledonian Canal and was on the dock at Foyers loading our stuff. They had a makeshift cafe there and we ordered ham and cheese toasties (with ketchup inside). I don't know if it was the hunger after a long drive, the fresh air of the early morning, the peaceful environment or the excitement of the start of a vacation, but I will always remember how utterly delicious those toasties were! I have made them myself, and had them at other places many times since but somehow that one time sticks out as being the finest!
- I would love to change the world, but they won’t give me the source code.
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They bring up strange associations as well: We were pretty poor as kids - Dad ran off with several other women and left Mum in the lurch with four kids, so we didn't eat "junk food" often, if at all.
But one Saturday we had fish'n'chips at a friend of Mum's house while watching her TV and to this day, the sound of the "Bewitched" theme tune makes me smell fish'n'chips with salt and "proper" vinegar!
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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You've gotten our interest. Tell us about your first gin/gin-hangover.
"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits." - Albert Einstein | "As far as we know, our computer has never had an undetected error." - Weisert | "If you are searching for perfection in others, then you seek disappointment. If you are seek perfection in yourself, then you will find failure." - Balboos HaGadol Mar 2010 |
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My first hangover was whisky - and I hadn't been drinking.
A friend left a full glass on the radiator in my Uni digs by mistake and it evaporated overnight. I woke up feeling gawd-awful and had no idea how or why...
Gin? Can't remember the first. Or the second. Or even the last one...
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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Quite, which is why my missus always remembers our wedding night.
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So that's what the Three stands for.
"the debugger doesn't tell me anything because this code compiles just fine" - random QA comment
"Facebook is where you tell lies to your friends. Twitter is where you tell the truth to strangers." - chriselst
"I don't drink any more... then again, I don't drink any less." - Mike Mullikins uncle
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Quote: ... Ashby de la Zouch, situated in England's Black Country.
You W H A T ? Go and learn some geography/geology. The Black Country doesn't even stretch as far north-west as Walsall, let alone Ashby.
(I probably know which firm you're thinking about - I was the project engineer for a couple of mine winding engines back in the 1980s.)
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At the time, I was told by one of the company's employees that Ashby was in the Black Country. The information probably was incorrect.
If the mine winding monitors were destined for the Harmony gold mine in South Africa, we are talking about the same company. I spent some time at Harmony just after the equipment was installed.
How do we preserve the wisdom men will need,
when their violent passions are spent?
- The Lost Horizon
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