They were out of Control.
Luckily I found an Escape.
I got Home eventually.
"Can I join you?"?
I thought, I can’t turn that down.
"Ah still love Vista Baby....."
This is because Windows no longer supports Flash...
Curt & Rod
I get goosebumps every time.
Windows
Because they get knocked up more often!
It's really scary- I work as a pilot.
Kurt n rod
They're not doors.
I said, "Window or you'll do what?
I'll beheading there soon.
You shouldn't open windows on a space station
They store it in dad-a-base.
pikachu
The difference is like night and day.
They're a pane to replace
But Bill kept the Windows
It’s not going tibia ok for a while
It's a huge pane to clean.
1, 2, 3, 95, 98, NT, 2000, ME, XP, Vista, 7, 8,10.
He told me it was the only job he could see himself doing
A yawning
...Just some food for thought.
I told her she looked exhausted. When you start your day like that you’re tired all day.
But I shouldn't be surprised.
After all, years back, Microsoft published ms-DOS without ever releasing an ms-UNO
Because it'll blow his cover
The shredder. They fought with it too much.
A pigeon just flew right into it.
I turn to her and say “I bet he don’t have the guts to do that again”
Edit: holy shit y’all this blew up. Thank you master dads. I feel worthy
You give them the silent treatment
A real iSoar.
crying his eyes out. I said to my mum "what's up with him?"
She said "he's just going through a rough patch".
They'd traded jokes, played pop music, and generally made people's lives a touch brighter as they trundled to work.
Now, though, there was silence on the air. Ernie silently reread the fax message from the Department of Defense. As licensed broadcasters they were legally obligated to alert the public, to tell them the nukes were flying and that in a few minutes all the world's troubles would be over. What, though, was the point of that? To torture people with the knowledge of something they couldn't change?
Their eyes met and a decision was reached. Bert put on their most requested song, a sugary top 40 tune while Ernie produced a bottle of bourbon from under the desk. As their producer banged on the locked studio door the colleagues toasted the end of a long career.
Bert, always the consummate professional, turned away from the window as the first explosion split the distant horizon. He straightened his tie, tucked in his shirt, and brushed his hair back. He would meet his fiery death with dignity.
He turned to Ernie and said in a quiet, resigned voice, "How do I look, Ernie?"
Ernie walked slowly over to his friend. He looked into Bert's face and saw the closeness they shared, the strength of their relationship, forged over the years. He took a deep breath and spoke quietly:
"With your eyes, Bert."
It’s a real pane in the ass.
She wanted the task manager
Because he wanted to see time fly!
Never get in a fight with a window installer
They'll bring the pane!
Curt and Rod
Kurt and Rod
Kurt and Rod
