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How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy

run the fuck away

Mad science gone horribly, horribly wrong(or right).


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johnny cash
As of late, I've been nastygramming some morons. Like Kent Hovind. I accepted his challenge, and eagerly await my check. I don't know for sure if I followed the rules exactly, because I went to look them up at his site, which was conspicuously down.

Then, there's this charmer, who goes so far as to say that all the problems in the world are because we think we have rights. I send him a nastygram, and guess what- his email quota is exceeded.

The moral of the story? The Gods of the Internets hate Morons, and rain upon them plauges of SPAMbombings, and the slaughtereing of their first-born server with DDOS attacks worms, and boils upon their arse. Lo, though the fiber-optic cables do gush forth blood, and ashes fall from the sky.
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