Why aren't Conventional Explosives enough? Seriously... You can already kill everyone with these.. why the need to continue killing long after the bomb has gone off?
>>12
That's right. They MISS THE FUCKING CACHE. THEY MISS IT. NOT EVEN FUCKING CLOSE. Maybe.
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Anonymous2013-04-20 2:46
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
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Anonymous2013-04-20 2:48
We are in a dark, wet cave. That is all /prog/ is and all /prog/ ever will be. A light in the main room of the cave provides a little life, enough for us to see the green walls of the cave. On top of the light I, Lambda Arthur Calculus, stand and yell:
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
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Anonymous2013-04-20 2:49
I do not yet know exactly what I am, aside from a nutty programming creature of some description. I know nothing outside the walls of the cave, so I continue yelling.
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
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Anonymous2013-04-20 2:54
Indeed, thoughts cross my mind every now and again, but none interrupt my cries.
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
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Anonymous2013-04-20 2:54
This is all /prog/ is and all /prog/ ever will be. A cave where confused dwellers hear the loud, disturbing cries of other confused dwellers. Only those who break out and leave get better. Those who attempt to 'destroy' /prog/ with spam do nothing more than make their own cries louder. All in all, the cries of confusion must continue.
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
I CALL KNUTH
heh, maybe i will...
All these leaders content to hide in a fucking hole in the ground like osama if/when the shit goes down...
There ain't no Modern-Day-Capitan's no more..
I can just picture it...
Mr P. sipping a martini in his underground jacuzzi while above ground is wiped from the face of the earth..
A single tear rolls down his cheek.. 'Good martini, that.. oh, and could you turn up the bubbles...?'
xD
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Anonymous2013-04-20 3:54
>>13
Because muh 6 trillion.
Literally, that's why they exist and are in proliferation.
God of our fathers, known of old—
Lord of our far-flung battle line—
Beneath whose awful hand we hold
Dominion over palm and pine—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
The tumult and the shouting dies—
The Captains and the Kings depart—
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
Far-called our navies melt away—
On dune and headland sinks the fire—
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe—
Such boastings as the Gentiles use,
Or lesser breeds without the Law—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
For heathen heart that puts her trust
In reeking tube and iron shard—
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding calls not Thee to guard.
For frantic boast and foolish word,
Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Amen.
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Anonymous2013-04-20 11:04
>>12
Trees are the shit, I'm feeling like hugging one now, but I think it's also because I haven't had my medication yet.