IS-2241, computer concepts, which is basically a quick intro into hardware and then M$ word/excel/powerpoint/database. 8th grade HS shit. Half the people failed or dropped out failing in that class. I have no idea how, it's ridiculously easy!
They're not.
At least a majority.
Futuristic Sex Robotz - [Hotel Coral Essex #03] Back In The Day
This song is about a life that would have been rad.
NES at the Shack is how I first got down,
Pops got a job, moved the fam to Sea-town,
Checkin' BBS's for my warez and porn,
Around this time the mafia was born,
Spendin' mad hours getting buff in LORD,
Get with the tavern ho, show off my long sword,
Couple years later, hit the Hotline scene,
Waitin' in queue is where I've never been seen,
Got hooked up with fat accounts,
Get my shit fast and in large amounts,
Use my Cyrix chip to cook my meals,
Laugh all you want, I'll own yo' ass at Whacky Wheels,
Got my emulators and a couple thousand ROMs
And all the F-Kiss from blah blah dot com,
Now we got Torrents and bandwidth up to our necks,
Looking back's crazy, but I wonder what's next.
(CHORUS x2)
[All:]
Back in the day, Shufflepuck Cafe,
Banner ads, gettin' paid, ICQ, gettin' laid,
Back in the day, we knew Sulu was gay,
Munchin' numbers, runnin' lodes, monochrome displays.
[Coaxke:]
Back in the day, System 7.5,
Had HyperCard stacks on my SyQuest drive,
Once I got a modem I was never fuckin' bored,
Always dialin' up a BBS to play me some LORD,
I stole my school's dial-up to get the internet,
Had a copy of Ircle and no regrets,
Chillin' in #macfilez, leechin' on bots,
It took nine years to get a download spot,
Hours and hours, makin' Marathon maps,
Always on the run 'cuz I set it to caps,
Eventually I got a brand new Power Mac,
So fuckin' fast, I almost had a heart attack,
Ran a Hotline server on my school's T1,
"Win Ben Stein's Warez" was the name of that one,
Quake 3 Test in the computer lab,
Never went to class 'cuz that shit was a drag.
(CHORUS x2)
[Subrandom:]
Back in the day, cruisin' through the DOS prompt,
A litte modem action I got anything I want,
Blake Stone or some Duke 3D,
IPX LAN, don't fuck with me,
Back in the day we had four buttons man,
Gravis GamePad 'til we lost our tan,
ZZT, where I made my first game,
Shit was mad hot 'til Click-n-Play came,
Up in the attic, it's Jumpin Flash,
All day long 'til a PlayStation crash,
Pirated Thrill Kill, what a waste of time,
Now I get why they trashed that crime,
We got nerd history, stories for days,
Spit it how I lived it 'til this shit pays,
So back up off if you question the cred,
OG nerds, we'll cut off your head.
[PC Speaker:]
Yo, back in the day, shit was the best,
I pirated Duke Nukem off a BBS,
A pimp with a 486 dx, deuce,
Double piped to increase my juice,
Halloween Harry and Commander Keen,
Nowadays, it seems like a wonderful dream,
Up in school, I'm on the LC 2s,
Used the backdoor to drop right outta Foolproof,
Then one day, there was the internet,
And anything I wanted, I could easily get,
Anytime I wanted A-double-P-Z,
Just connect to H-O-T-L-I-N-E,
Click the banner, fourth word, seventh line,
Log in and anything I wanted was mine,
I started up a server called "Industrial Strength,"
And got sued by the R-I-double-A,
But I was born into a new world of computers,
And we became a generation of looters,
But I said it before, and I'll say it again,
It's like bein' high just rememberin'.
(Repeat CHORUS x5)
A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old
As we twitch to a lullaby
The scapel shines in god's sunshine
The Streetlights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
Our god has gone insane
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?
There's blood on the moon and the summer is cold
There's love in the room
But baby that's getting old
There's blood on my face sittin' on uhh dead shore
A highway,highway of emptiness and I'm getting bored
There's blood on the moon as we plan our escape
The goddess in bloom
Handcuffed and raped
There's blood in the bathtub baby
Murder the king
There's blood on the moon
There's blood on just about everything
Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?
Something cold is forced inside her
A tears spill down her cheek
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
Hymn's of a needle freak
With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don't care
Her dreams of liquid blue
I cut my self again and again to remind myslef of you
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
I like the scream of the butterfly
I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun
Wanted by the FBI
We dropped some acid
Killed our parents
Then we hit the road
I like the scream of the butterfly
Always reduces me to an emotional wreck. It's sad to think that a metal band could do that to a person.
(02:26:58) (R^K) had a huge
(02:27:14) ~ (dan_with_style) hamburger, which he
(02:27:20) (R^K) wolfed down rather
(02:27:32) ~ (+Kazul) quickly. Then smoked
(02:27:39) ~ (dan_with_style) a big rock
(02:27:44) (R^K) of some awesome
(02:27:56) ~ (+Kazul) CRACK
(02:28:09) (R^K) (You need two more words)
(02:28:20) ~ (+Kazul) two more words
(02:28:21) ~ (+Kazul) ok
(02:28:31) ~ (+Kazul) crack, dmt, and methampetamine
(02:28:41) (R^K) That's four words.
(02:28:44) ~ (dan_with_style) (thats 4 faggot)
(02:28:46) ~ (+Kazul) shitttt
(02:28:47) (R^K) Man you really suck at this game.
(02:28:50) ~ (+Kazul) crack, dmt, methamphetamine
(02:28:51) ~ (dan_with_style) you suck kazul fuck off
WHAT THE FUCK WHERE IS Skinner8's Light Style?!?!?!
This is fucking horrible.
Elmdor is playing with skins again....