Ever try using someone else's screen name/AV to send obscene PMs?

You mean I don't get rich writing the book until the programme editors twig to it?
 
gauchecritic said:
Look, never mind all that, what about these poison arrow frogs? Do I need to be afraid?

If you learn that your species, when squished flat, produces a toxin useful to creatures hundreds of times bigger than you are, you will need to be nervous. You can always ratchet up to "afraid" when they decide it's more efficient to sharpen you and attach you directly to their arrows.
 
gauchecritic said:
I never went to public school, although I have met someone whose mother's friend's nephew did.

Over here, public schools are private schools over there, if I just said what I meant to say. I went to one so this is the only how I can say it.
 
shereads said:
Over here, public schools are private schools over there, if I just said what I meant to say. I went to one so this is the only how I can say it.

I went to private and later public schools, I noticed a profound difference having to do with the hostess cupcake which was supposed to be my lunch-dessert. Of course I could never wait for lunch and would try to sneak it out to eat in one of the classes.

In private school if you was tryin to sneak out a cupcake in class the mean Nuns/teachers would take it and throw it in the trash-can.

In public school if you was tryin to sneak out a cupcake in class the mean teachers would take it and eat it.

I learned a lot in schools, probably most important was that you can't have your cupcake and eat it too, so I gave up cupcakes and am still suffering withdrawal symtoms to this day.
 
Lisa Denton said:
I went to private and later public schools, I noticed a profound difference having to do with the hostess cupcake which was supposed to be my lunch-dessert. Of course I could never wait for lunch and would try to sneak it out to eat in one of the classes.

In private school if you was tryin to sneak out a cupcake in class the mean Nuns/teachers would take it and throw it in the trash-can.

In public school if you was tryin to sneak out a cupcake in class the mean teachers would take it and eat it.

I learned a lot in schools, probably most important was that you can't have your cupcake and eat it too, so I gave up cupcakes and am still suffering withdrawal symtoms to this day.

How could someone as sweet as you possibly still need sugar?
 
shereads said:
To strangers, no less?

Me neither. It can be done, though. Guard your passwords, Litsters.

Sher, I didn't send you one. But you just thought it was from me.
 
Lisa Denton said:
I went to private and later public schools, I noticed a profound difference having to do with the hostess cupcake which was supposed to be my lunch-dessert. Of course I could never wait for lunch and would try to sneak it out to eat in one of the classes.

In private school if you was tryin to sneak out a cupcake in class the mean Nuns/teachers would take it and throw it in the trash-can.

In public school if you was tryin to sneak out a cupcake in class the mean teachers would take it and eat it.

Ha! I was suspended for leaving class and bringing back something to eat. Of course the conversation went something like:

Teacher: What's that?
Me: Food.
Teacher: You said you went to the bathroom.
Me: I asked to be excused. I didn't say why.
Teacher: You are not allowed to eat in my class.
Me: Oh? Well, you being a teacher should set a better example by not eating cookies and drinking coffee in front of us, then.

As you can imagine it escalated from there. Section 11(3) Persistant opposition to authority. I have never been good at taking orders ;) Great three days off before Christmas though :D
 
shereads said:
Over here, public schools are private schools over there, if I just said what I meant to say. I went to one so this is the only how I can say it.

Public schools over here are private schools too.

Us poor kids went to LEA schools.
 
gauchecritic said:
Public schools over here are private schools too.

Us poor kids went to LEA schools.

I was a poor kid, but I didn't go to an LEA school. I went to a grant maintained grammar school. :cool:

(Perdita, LEA stands for Local Education Authority.)
 
Wow- I had no idea at the begining of this threaad that the even had actually taken place. Seemed like a crazy hypathetical to me- and come to find out it was a crazy really happened instead.

Very good cautionary tale. It is also possible- I suppose that the poster has some kind of spy softwear that allows them to find out their partners passwords- or break in somehow. (Saw something like this on some news program the other day)

Other possiblities- some computers will remember your password- for whatever reason said person may have done this. (I can think of a few, but won't type them all out- too tiresome)

Or-- a person who knows another person well may very well be able to figure out the password *or* using the persons personal information- get a new password or gain access through "forgot your password?" type helps.

and then- least likely-- there are those with true amazing hacker abilites he can do just about anything given the time.

ps- sorry to hear about your expericence (or shall I say 'said poster's experience'). We've been having some unfortunate experiences on our computer too. So I know it sucks.:rose:
 
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shereads said:
Not just a big head; a yam-based lifeform.

Seriously, some of this cyber wierdness would make great story plots. Considering all the chat rooms and message boards, there are probably tens of thousands of relationships - including sexual ones - that exist in no other reality. In how many of those relationships is at least one partner lying about something major, from marital status to presence/absence of a penis.

The first pop psychologist who specializes in traumatic cyber-encounters will mine a rich lode of betrayed trust, abandonment issues and disillusionment. Which one of you authors will get rich writing the book?

What if Shanglan isn't really a horse! And what if Minsue isn't really a duck? And Alapecia isn't-

Oh no! It's just too horible to contemplate!!!!:eek:
 
Amy Sweet said:
What if Shanglan isn't really a horse! And what if Minsue isn't really a duck? And Alapecia isn't-

Oh no! It's just too horible to contemplate!!!!:eek:

There, there Sweet - never fear. All is well in the world. Although "Alpecia" does sound like some sort of baldness medication or something ...

Shanglan
 
BlackShanglan said:
There, there Sweet - never fear. All is well in the world. Although "Alpecia" does sound like some sort of baldness medication or something ...

Shanglan

Ahem . . . :p
 
BlackShanglan said:
Is someone else, perhaps, feeling you?

Shanglan

Frequently, but perhaps not as frequently as I'd like. ;)

Lou :rose:

P.S. Sweet: "Alapecia"!? LOL!!!! :D
 
Amy Sweet said:

No need for the embarrassed faced. That was the funniest typo I've seen in a long while. I presume it was, and not just you hinting that we should shave the Alpaca. :D
 
Tatelou said:
No need for the embarrassed faced. That was the funniest typo I've seen in a long while. I presume it was, and not just you hinting that we should shave the Alpaca. :D

Why is the idea of shaving the Alpaca so appealing to people?!?

:p

At least wait until the summer when it will be warmer. Harumph.
 
Evil Alpaca said:
Why is the idea of shaving the Alpaca so appealing to people?!?

:p

At least wait until the summer when it will be warmer. Harumph.

Cos we're kinky buggers? :D :devil:

Nah, where's the fun in that? I wanna watch you gallop across the mountain tops, in a vain attempt to stay warm. :cool:
 
Tatelou said:
Cos we're kinky buggers? :D :devil:

Nah, where's the fun in that? I wanna watch you gallop across the mountain tops, in a vain attempt to stay warm. :cool:

Ewh.

I guess I could wear one of those pet sweaters . . . would it be considered ironic to wear a wool sweater made out of my own fur?
 
Evil Alpaca said:
Ewh.

I guess I could wear one of those pet sweaters . . . would it be considered ironic to wear a wool sweater made out of my own fur?

Yes, but only if it wasn't dyed and was kept completely "au natrel".
 
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