Uitspraak van permanent verbannen op zondag 14 september 2008 om 11:34:Als je computer de volgende keer weer hopeloos vastloopt, bel dan de glazenwasser.
Die heeft verstand van Windows
Uitspraak van verwijderd op zondag 14 september 2008 om 12:40:Op 'Start' drukkeng om 'Af te sluiteng'
gekkeng boiis bij windhoos....
QWERTY
laatste aanpassing
De dag dat Microsoft iets maakt dat niet zuigt, is de dag dat ze stofzuigers gaan maken.
De dag dat Microsoft iets maakt dat niet zuigt, is de dag dat ze stofzuigers gaan maken.
Uitspraak van permanent verbannen op zondag 14 september 2008 om 15:38:Windows: A 32 bit extension for a 16 bit patch to an 8 bit operating system, originally coded for a 4 bit microprocessor, written by a 2 bit company, that can't stand 1 bit of competition.
Ik houd het toch bij deze

Uitspraak van Soul collector op zondag 14 september 2008 om 16:09:De dag dat Microsoft iets maakt dat niet zuigt, is de dag dat ze stofzuigers gaan maken.
Is al gezegd
Uitspraak van Soul collector op zondag 14 september 2008 om 16:09:De dag dat Microsoft iets maakt dat niet zuigt, is de dag dat ze stofzuigers gaan maken.
Dat is een goeie, is alleen al gezegd
Uitspraak van permanent verbannen op zondag 14 september 2008 om 16:20:They say, if you play a Microsoft CD backwards, you can hear Satan. But that's nothing. Play it forward and it installs Windows!
Keep em coming!
Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers. "Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal", "Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...
Damn kids. They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a hacker, enter my world...
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me... Or feels threatened by me.. Or thinks I'm a smart ass.. Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found. "This is it... this is where I belong..." I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.
Vandaag op tv: Hackers - Veronica - 18:25
Damn kids. They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain, ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a hacker, enter my world...
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me... Or feels threatened by me.. Or thinks I'm a smart ass.. Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found. "This is it... this is where I belong..." I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.
Vandaag op tv: Hackers - Veronica - 18:25
"Operating system not found, press any key to continue"
"Windows has detected that your computer is more than 12 months old. Windows 98 requires a newer machine to run properly. Please update your configuration."
"Windows 95 has detected a random error. This error occurs every once in a while. Please wait"
"You are about to exit Windows 95. Do you want to play another game?"
"Looks like you're committing suicide!
Office assistant can help you write your suicide note. First, tell us how you plan to kill yourself.
- Pills
- Jump
- Pastry
"
"Windows has detected that your computer is more than 12 months old. Windows 98 requires a newer machine to run properly. Please update your configuration."
"Windows 95 has detected a random error. This error occurs every once in a while. Please wait"
"You are about to exit Windows 95. Do you want to play another game?"
"Looks like you're committing suicide!
Office assistant can help you write your suicide note. First, tell us how you plan to kill yourself.
- Pills
- Jump
- Pastry
"
laatste aanpassing
Uitspraak van verwijderd op zondag 14 september 2008 om 19:25:Keyboard not detected. Press any key to continue
Uitspraak van permanent verbannen op zondag 14 september 2008 om 20:29:Heeft weinig te maken met wow, eerder met een gare videokaart.
waarom kan ik alle andere spellen dan wel spelen?
waarom kan ik alle andere spellen dan wel spelen?
Driverbug misschien. Ik heb in ieder geval nooit last van zulke beelden, en niemand die ik ken die wow speelt heeft daar last van. Het ziet er echt uit alsof bepaald geheugengebied in je videokaart niet goed geadresseerd wordt, of dat er de verkeerde data heengestuurd wordt.















