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| Hey, Rummy! Yea, you. I'm a new machine. Plenty of power, ram and hard drive. So why this mickey mouse ISP? Huh, why? | |
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| I've got to get off of this wine. I thought the Presario was talking to me. | |
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The Presario lays it on the line.
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| Do you hear me Rummy? Dr. Red's computer hears me. We talk. Dr. Red's computer has a first class ISP not AOL. How could you stuff me with that? | |
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| "Burp". So you can talk. Well, I'll stuff you with what I want. I'm the boss, Presario. Mess with me and I'll shut you down. "Burp". | |
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The Presario has Allie on his heels. Only a quality ISP can save Allie.
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| Yea, tough guy. Well, if I don't get a quality ISP, when you boot me up, I'll give you so many error messages and crashes, you'll be crying to the super Dr. Red. Now how does that grab you? | |
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| Oh shit! I better think about this. Will have to talk with the venerable Dr. Red. "Burp, Burp." | |
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