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Just one creep at the concert? I would think there would be a plethora of creeps groping women (and men) at that concert.
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While rappin about puttin a cap in the ho's head?
How appropriate!
Someone's therapist knows all about you!
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Ah, the ballad he has, that one always makes me cry...
"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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But he's such a nice young man, I'm sure he doesn't mean what he raps about...
[for those with a challenged intellect or personality disorder that necessitates twisting what others say - the above is satirical in nature]
“That which can be asserted without evidence, can be dismissed without evidence.”
― Christopher Hitchens
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What you're doing Mike is applying reason, intelligence, and logic in a place where those traits don't fit in. 
Jeremy Falcon
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Yeah, I think it's a lack of coffee.
Someone's therapist knows all about you!
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who?
Installing Signature...
Do not switch off your computer.
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The specific area for vehicles outside the office complex reads:
Visitors | No Employee Parking
So, I put my vehicle there and then got a "Bad Employee" email stating its No Employee Parking there.
I replied back with a copy of my golfing scorecard to prove I'm a double-bogie king.
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Parking -- double bogey king
"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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That's not even worthy of a groan.
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Hence none was supplied. 
"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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He will soon be fired,must take a job that involves flipping burgers and guess what he will then claim to be?
I have lived with several Zen masters - all of them were cats.
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Good one! As they say at BK, I got it.
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jeron1 wrote: Parking -- double bogey king
He who laughs last ... has to have the joke explained.
I'm retired. There's a nap for that...
- Harvey
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MacSpudster wrote: Visitors | No Employee Parking
Just swing that stick around --> Visitors No Employee Parking
Installing Signature...
Do not switch off your computer.
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Tonights supper:
16oz Rump steak, Sous Vide with black pepper and garlic for 90 minutes at 56C.
Oven roasted vine tomatoes, cooked with a little salt and olive oil.
Triple cooked chips (fries for our colonial cousins).
The latter takes all day to make: I started about 10:00, and served at 18:00.
And what's the first thing she does? Splats 'em with ketchup ... 
It's like typing for twenty minutes explaining why and how to avoid SQL injection in QA, only to have the answer "you missed a quote" accepted ...
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
AntiTwitter: @DalekDave is now a follower!
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Quote: Splats 'em with ketchup
Oh Noooo! Inconceivable! I always said one of the things people in the UK do right, is to season fish and chips with salt and vinegar. Damn! Now my mouth is watering. Pity the USA is so far from the UK. 
Get me coffee and no one gets hurt!
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OriginalGriff wrote: Splats 'em with ketchup
This is similar to going to a fine steak house and paying $$$ for a fine steak, and watching someone drown it in brown sauce/steak sauce, etc. Makes you go, hmmmm.
The meal sounds divine. When are you opening up your mail order restaurant to clients across the pond? I'm starving.
modified 17-Nov-17 14:50pm.
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Oh god, I have this argument all the time with my family. When I have a meal, I like to savour the flavour, so to speak, which means not smothering it in crappy sauces. My brother, who is a very good cook, inspired by years of world-wide travel, even ruins his own meals – he concocts these lovely dishes and then gets a bottle of Mexican Hot Chilli Sauce and splashes it all over! I mean – wtt? Why does he bother cooking? May as well get fish’n’chips down the road if he’s going to do that. Each to his own, I guess, but still… it drives me mad…
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My always ready answer to ketchup is that it is a waste and ruination of perfectly good tomatoes
A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, navigate a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects! - Lazarus Long
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Fries drowned in ketchup, mayo, sate-sauce and unions.
That's how it is done.
Bastard Programmer from Hell 
If you can't read my code, try converting it here[^]
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I have to admit fries and ketchup do go together  , although I don't think I have ever had triple fried ones.
The wife does those little spuds in the oven - almost tasteless when they hit the plate so they need something.
Never underestimate the power of human stupidity
RAH
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