HAPPY BIRTHDAY SSE14U24ME
Originally Posted by dbeast420
Originally Posted by MOS95B
No, it'* like shotgun. I called it first....
Me and you. I'll race ya for it

How 'bout we sit her in the middle of a room, and see which one of us she bends over for.....
(I am so gonna get it for this one)
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Originally Posted by MOS95B
Originally Posted by dbeast420
Originally Posted by MOS95B
No, it'* like shotgun. I called it first....
Me and you. I'll race ya for it

How 'bout we sit her in the middle of a room, and see which one of us she bends over for.....
(I am so gonna get it for this one)
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And I know your old enough to know what these words use to mean
A computer was something on TV
From a science fiction show of note
A window was something you hated to clean
And ram was the cousin of a goat.
Meg was the name of my girlfriend
And gig was a job for the nights
Now they all mean different things
And that really mega bites.
An application was for employment
A program was a TV show
A curser used profanity
A keyboard was a piano.
Memory was something that you lost with age
A CD was a bank account
And if you had a 3 inch floppy
You hoped nobody found out.
Compress was something you did to the garbage
Not something you did to a file.
And if you unzipped anything in public
You'd be in jail for awhile.
Log on was adding wood to the fire
Hard drive was a long trip on the road
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
And a back up happened to your commode.
Cut you did with a pocket knife.
Paste you did with glue
A web was a spider'* home
And a virus was the flu.
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
And the memory in my head
I hear nobody'* been killed in a computer crash
But when it happens, they'll wish they were dead
And I know your old enough to know what these words use to mean
A computer was something on TV
From a science fiction show of note
A window was something you hated to clean
And ram was the cousin of a goat.
Meg was the name of my girlfriend
And gig was a job for the nights
Now they all mean different things
And that really mega bites.
An application was for employment
A program was a TV show
A curser used profanity
A keyboard was a piano.
Memory was something that you lost with age
A CD was a bank account
And if you had a 3 inch floppy
You hoped nobody found out.
Compress was something you did to the garbage
Not something you did to a file.
And if you unzipped anything in public
You'd be in jail for awhile.
Log on was adding wood to the fire
Hard drive was a long trip on the road
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
And a back up happened to your commode.
Cut you did with a pocket knife.
Paste you did with glue
A web was a spider'* home
And a virus was the flu.
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
And the memory in my head
I hear nobody'* been killed in a computer crash
But when it happens, they'll wish they were dead



