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Darkmage wrote:Twas the night before Geekmas
and all through the house
No PCs were stirring,
Not even the MSmouse.
The children were offline
and stuck in their heads
Were visions of DOOM3
so they hid under their beds
When up from the roof
There rose such a clatter
It was louder than a Maxtor
with an off-balance platter...
That's it. The brain is fried. Someone else take the next verse, please.
Darkmage wrote:Twas the night before Geekmas
and all through the house
No PCs were stirring,
Not even the MSmouse.
The children were offline
and stuck in their heads
Were visions of DOOM3
so they hid under their beds
When up from the roof
There rose such a clatter
It was louder than a Maxtor
with an off-balance platter...
That's it. The brain is fried. Someone else take the next verse, please.
Dposcorp wrote:Darkmage wrote:Twas the night before Geekmas
and all through the house
No PCs were stirring,
Not even the MSmouse.
The children were offline
and stuck in their heads
Were visions of DOOM3
so they hid under their beds
When up from the roof
There rose such a clatter
It was louder than a Maxtor
with an off-balance platter...
That's it. The brain is fried. Someone else take the next verse, please.
The light from the LCD on the face of the lan-er,
Gave the lustre of mid-day like a USB scanner,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh filled with cool pc gear,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew knew he was naviagating with his wireless NIC.
More rapid than Raptors his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
That's it for me.
Klyith wrote:Dposcorp wrote:Darkmage wrote:Twas the night before Geekmas
and all through the house
No PCs were stirring,
Not even the MSmouse.
The children were offline
and stuck in their heads
Were visions of DOOM3
so they hid under their beds
When up from the roof
There rose such a clatter
It was louder than a Maxtor
with an off-balance platter...
That's it. The brain is fried. Someone else take the next verse, please.
The light from the LCD on the face of the lan-er,
Gave the lustre of mid-day like a USB scanner,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh filled with cool pc gear,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew knew he was naviagating with his wireless NIC.
More rapid than Raptors his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
That's it for me.
Now Dasher! Now Razor! Now Laser and Fittsen!
On Clocker! On CPUid! On Talon and Blitzen!
To the top of the case! To the top of the screen!
Now flash away! Flash away! Flash away all!
As benchmarks that always leave our mouths dry,
When the graphs on TR reach for the sky,
So up to the case-tower the reindeer they flew
With the sleigh of ph4t l00t, and Saint Damage too!
...
whew! The reindeer were tough. So who's next?
Klyith wrote:Dposcorp wrote:Darkmage wrote:Twas the night before Geekmas
and all through the house
No PCs were stirring,
Not even the MSmouse.
The children were offline
and stuck in their heads
Were visions of DOOM3
so they hid under their beds
When up from the roof
There rose such a clatter
It was louder than a Maxtor
with an off-balance platter...
That's it. The brain is fried. Someone else take the next verse, please.
The light from the LCD on the face of the lan-er,
Gave the lustre of mid-day like a USB scanner,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh filled with cool pc gear,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew knew he was naviagating with his wireless NIC.
More rapid than Raptors his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
That's it for me.
Now Dasher! Now Razor! Now Laser and Fittsen!
On Clocker! On CPUid! On Talon and Blitzen!
To the top of the case! To the top of the screen!
Now flash away! Flash away! Flash away all!
As benchmarks that always leave our mouths dry,
When the graphs on TR reach for the sky,
So up to the case-tower the reindeer they flew
With the sleigh of ph4t l00t, and Saint Damage too!
...
whew! The reindeer were tough. So who's next?