Discussion in 'Off Topic' started by dawmail333, May 4, 2008.
For the fist time steve jobs will be sold himself
(mymailp412 - what do you insert?)
I come across a lunatic in a black turtleneck tittering over photographs of Foxconn employees splattered all over the pavement,..
I insert the fist of fury!!!
You get nothing -- the machine appears to be jammed -- but when you hit the coin return button, a Somewhat Clenched Hand of Being Slightly Miffed tumbles down the change chute, along with a variety of Tongan coins. You are slightly miffed, and your hands clench somewhat.
I insert an unsubstantiated premise.
You get an unsatisfactory conclusion.
I insert a minion
The minion got hungry and you get nothing.
I insert the admin password.
you got both massive power and responsibility.
I insert some 7up.
You get a suspiciously Jamaican-sounding Santa in a sleigh pulled by eight tiny undeer. (Ads from the '70s -- you had to be there, I guess.)
I insert a flux capacitor I found in an smoking, abandoned DeLorean.
You get Doc's hair!
I insert a large hadron collider
You get that massive Higgs bozo, and are surprised to learn that the source of all of the conjecture was a stupid spelling mistake when somebody at CERN took a phone message for one of the technicians.
I insert the Gold Bail of Prosperity.
You get a copy of the novel "Life, the Universe and Everything". (had to Google that!)
I insert a roll of double-sided sticky tape.
You get a jammed vending machine!
I insert a quarter
You get a fortune cookie containing a mildly schizophrenic note thanking you on the one hand for (finally!) using conventional money, and on the other chastising you severely for your lack of imagination. For what it's worth, the cookie itself was delicious.
I insert a scintilla of quintessence.
You get a posh boy rapper!
I insert a certain sense of well-being
You are immediately served by Scientology lawyers claiming that you could never have possessed it in the first place without unauthorized (and patent- and copyright-infringing) use of The Tech. An aura of contentment emerges from the machine, but a hastily-prepared court order allows the lawyers to put it into an envelope labelled "OT9???" and take it back to Clearwater for study.
I insert a stolen copy of Steal This Book.
You get arrested, handcuffed, locked up in a cell, questioned and then released after saying only "no comment"... then the police gave you a cup of tea and a ride home.
I insert a segment of clementine
You get the all Internet pages into lots of diskettes.
I insert the Twitter bird feather.
You get the raging public mass for daring to steal or maim the precious Twitter bird. The United Nations declares you as a public enemy, while China's government eagerly offers you asylum behind its authoritarian borders. You must now decide between a biased trial or Chinese rule.
I insert a Turing code.
The machine moves fourteen feet to the left, writes an "X" on one of the floor tiles, and ejects a Snickers bar. Then it moves one tile to the right, encounters a scuff mark on the floor, and enters a non-halting loop (but eventually runs out of Snickers).
After unplugging the machine and restarting it, I insert an anonymous function.
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