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Now you're just making up shit. :D



Basically just said it's not as much of an esteemed title as it once was, so just be careful with it. :p

dude I don't blame you. I speak hoch-deutsch, which is a very northern dialect, often people do not understand the word use. I for one can hardly understand the Bayrischen down South.


actually its cipher known as ROT13 go and google it :rolleyes:

jeez uneducated people :rolleyes:
 
actually its cipher known as ROT13 go and google it :rolleyes:

jeez uneducated people :rolleyes:

Dude i only ever dealt in low level programming i.e. assembler. We didn't have to bother much with ciphering because we just disabled the read-code function on the microcontrollers by blowing a little fuse inside the chip leading to the output pin. :)

Most I ever bothered with ciphering was using binary-3
 
Come on dude.

How can't you get it?!

It was the nr1 joke for the UK...

ITS.... A.... CHICKEN.... RUNNING.... Whats to get? :confused:

/Me think Brits are dumber than i thought.... or have really weak sense of humor.

This is funny:
The Lions manager flies to Baghdad to watch a young Iraqi play rugby. He's suitably impressed and arranges for him to come over to Gauteng to be part of the squad.

Two weeks later the Lions are 18-6 down to the Bulls with only 20 minutes left to play. The manager gives the young Iraqi winger the nod and on he goes.

The lad is a sensation, scoring 4 tries in 20 minutes and winning the game for the Lions. The fans are delighted, the players and coaches are delighted and the media love the new star.

When the player comes off the pitch he phones his mum to tell her about his first day in Super 14 Rugby.

“Hello mum, guess what?” he says. “I played for 20 minutes today, and we were 18-6 down but I scored 4 tries and we won! Everybody loves me, the fans, the media, they all love me!”

“Wonderful,” says his mum, “but let me tell you about my day. Your father was shot in the leg and had his car stolen; your sister and I were ambushed, beaten and robbed; your brother has joined a gang of looters and all while you were having such a great time playing rugby!”

The young lad is very upset. “I don't know what to say mum, I'm so sorry.”

“Sorry? Sorry?!' shrieks his mum, "it's your bloody fault we moved to Jo’burg in the first place!"
 
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