[Ian: Why do you always complain about not getting any?]
[oBSo1337: Well, it's a little more complicated than that. Sarah wants to go on a date, and I know if I DO go, she'll want me to stay the night at her place, and we'll end up....phone's ringing. BRB]
Hiya, babe. I just called to let you know that I just got back from Victoria's Secret...I have something I have to show you when you come over tonight. Are you still able to come?
Uhm, I can't really do anything tonight. The office just paged me, and I have to do some late work this evening. Let's plan it again, OK?
[Ian: So you turned her down just to rematch me at Team Fortress?]
[Sarah: I just don't know what you mean by that. You never talk on the phone but we spend hours chatting on the computer. I need to talk to you IN PERSON.]
[oBSo1337: Can't. I just got a really bad case of Schytholerpthermia and I must get better!
[Sarah: Fine. Bye.]
[oBSo1337: But I have to go, Ian's here to return my games.]
So then you just left her hanging. Good job - but how do you know she was mad at you?
There are times when I think: Corporate America is not much different from many other countries. We have a caste system..
Those guys who get dirt pay for doing things like building houses and skyscrapers like this one. And then we, the computer literate, getting paid 5 times more for working 5 times harder.
[Your download of GIRLONGIRLFUNBATH.MPG has failed.]
I sat down at my computer and I saw the keys were all sticky! Don't you have the common courteousy to clean things up? It's bad enough that I always find the toilet seat up, and blah blah blah blah..
She drove me home in her Ferrari. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect skin, a very sexy smile. Recently graduated from Harvard University, she's 5'8, she weighs 98 lbs. She lives in a huge mansion
Wow, sounds like quite a woman. I'll bet she has one monster computer.
She threw her computer out, she totally hates them.
Remember that conversation we had about you not setting your standards high enough?
Don't lie to me, Obs. I can tell when I am being ignored.
Sarah, what makes you POSSIBLY think I am ignoring you?
Every time I try and get a hold of you on your computer, you're always on AWAY mode. And when I try and call Ian, his line is busy. It's not rocket science to figure out what you're doing.
Before you say anything, I can explain. I'm not having an affair with you.
I know you're not having an affair with me. You just always ignore me so you can play Starcraft with your little LAN buddies.
You have your "Offended Public Bathroom" expression. What happened?
Ugggh, it was traumatizing, I tell you...
I was at the urinal taking a leak. After I finish my business I proceed to the sink to wash my hands. Then this little punk-kid comes up to me and forces his religion in my face. "Jesus died for your
Hi, Obs. I've been waiting for you. Take a seat, we have to talk.
Is something wrong, Mr. Beelze?
I was rooting the office network this morning, when I stumbled across a folder in the 'customer' directory, containing over a gig of pornographic material.
I can explain everything, Mr. Beelze. You see, Dave and I..
I don't need your two-bit lies, Obs; I've heard them all before. What I want YOU to explain, is how you managed to get the password from my personal files to access and distribute this material!
[Jeremy: It was such a tough day at work. I stayed there until 4 A.M. writing the JavaScript for the company website. I swear, seeing so much code can push a guy over the edge.
[oBSo1337: populate_back(selectform.bg2);change_category(cat, sucks to be you, dest) -- will update the specified char :)]
[Jeremy: I'll BBL] - [Jeremy has set himself to AWAY mode.]
Time Elapsed: 12 minutes, 37 seconds
[Jeremy has been AWAY for 12:37]
Why do I have the feeling he won't be at the office for a while..
Cool, how do you play? That guy you're controlling looks an awful lot like me...
I know. Look at what he can do! I wish you could do that...
I think I catch your drift.
Oh! And look at this! He can clean things up by HIMSELF! Wow, he even has a job that makes great pay! Oh, look at this...here comes the wife and kids..
I can't believe Dave came into the office this morning with a shotgun.
I know. He was one of my best employees.
I didn't even know the guy that well. You have to be one weird individual to do something like that.
I know. I never heard a peep out of him, either. He wouldn't talk to anyone, and he always isolated himself in his cubicle listening to Frank Sinatra and Bach.
Why do I always ponder this at times? Why do I always have qualms with organized religion? Why have people gone 2000 years worshipping a corpse on a cross?
Why must people be sheep to such a commercialized religion? Don't people know that religion is a crutch for the weak? Casting beliefs on fictional characters and all. And why you?
Because I look awesome, you Godless, Quake-playing fuck! Look at these abs ripple.
Ian, check it! I actually got to work ON TIME this morning!
Hey, good for you! Did you finally take my advice and buy a new alarm clock?
Actually, I stayed up all night writing an alarm-clock program in C++. After my computer is idle for 2 hours, it sets the alarm integer for 0600. When it reaches 0530, it turns the volume up to 85...
So when it reaches 0600, it plays a .wav file of a gunshot, startling me awake and making me unable to go back to sleep!
I'm not sure whether I should credit you for your creativity, or your countless ways of being cheap.
He forgot to put the password back on his computer. I don't think he'll mind if I take a small peek in here...
That sick pervert. How did he manage to get all of these naked pictures of me? The only pictures he has of me don't even go below my shoulders! I don't remember posing in positions like these.
I have the body of a porno model. I never knew my boobs looked that nice...