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Yeah, but in fairness, you have easy access to game demos with PCs, which you do not with this Gen's Consoles. Although I hardly think that's worth the price of the PC over the Console. EDIT: I'm getting an Xbox on Friday. Wooo!

My chest hurts, but that's about it. What a great excuse for not getting my homework done tonight!!! It was terrifying, but also really funny. I tend to see the funny side to everything. Including this part: I phoned my brother and asked him to come and check out the SCENE OF THE CRIME (man, that sounds cool, even if it's not actually accurate), and when he got here he gave the Thumbs Up, Idle Thumbs style, to the Police who, at this point, were still asking at what point did the cow get on to the road. "Thanks for getting here so fast!" He yelled. And I burst into laughter. THIS PART IS NOT FUNNY: I have to walk two miles in to town tomorrow morning to catch the 6:15am bus to Waterford, to get in to school. Forecasts predict it will be raining heavily.

Not if they're not wireless optical, you can't. Get with the times, Chris.

Jesus, Chris. The laptop with the 16mb graphics card is your only PC? Didn't you have a desktop at some point?

I must say that I am turned on by the prospect of not having to check the required system specs on the back of a game before buying it.

I wish you guys would all stop blaming me. It's not all me. I think if you looked at this thread you would see that it's not just me. In fact, I was the one that returned the the topic. Closer inspection would should that it's not even not just me, it's also Twilo and Trep. As for the TFTs... bear in mind that Ireland is about two years behind every other country as regards technology... Besides, the most affordable TFT screens are still explode-in-your-facey. The better ones are ridiculous prices.

Bla is a type of bread, made from the parts of normal bread that nobody eats, and covered in white, drug-looking dust. It's like the Offal of the Bread Industry. Oh, and in Waterford, nobody eats anything but Blas. Except John. Sigh. But John was born of West Cork, and grew up in South Tipperary, though his father is a Kilkenny man, born and bred. How romantic sounding, almost. If it wasn't for, a) South Tipperary c) West Cork c) Kilkenny.

Yeah, and I'm gonna bring, get this... Spicy Wedges with Curry Dip, and beer. Then we'll see who gets the last laugh!

NO WAY. SERIOUSLY!!??? Have you ever been to Faithlegg Hotel? It's like Fawlty Towers out there.

BIG BLAA!!! HAHAHAHAH!!! And I'm from KILKENNY, not Waterford. You know, I bought a Bla the other day. I just wanted to see what the big fuss was about. It's disgusting. They're really dry and powdery, and they get white dust all over you. PC World bought us all breakfast the other weekend for having great sales figures, and we got to choose whatever we wanted for breakfast. Yeah, I know, awesome. Anyway, I swear to god, every single person just asked for 'a couple of blas'. It was like a nightmare. They're not even nice. WTF? And they sound stupid! Bla? What kind of a name is that?! Do you know a guy called Graham Dwan? Or Anthony Norris?

Oh I'm gonna find out what type of car he drives so I can stalk him further. Until then, let's return to the subject of Graphics Cards. Whatever happened to the Voodoo? I was only thinking about that yesterday. Wasn't the Voodoo once THEE graphic card to have? Now only ATI Radeon or GeForce seem to be worth anything.

He was up for Cork. Rayo is thee best ever! You're just jealous that your uncle is like, probably, not cool, and also you are probably related to Bertie Ahern or something. I don't know. HEY, YOU DON'T KNOW A FELLA CALLED JOHN KEANE, D'YA?! He is so, so, so, so, so fine. I'm gonna stalk him one day and find out where he lives, and I'm going to leave threatening and yet sexual messages in his mail box every day. That will surely show him how much I truly love him. Then we can get married and he shall be mine, forever.

Oh, well I'll be living with my relatives in Dalkey, you know, where Bono from U2 lives. My dear uncle, Ray fucking D'arcy, is a very accomodating person. I'm sure you'll agree.

I nearly got a job at the book centre, serving coffee and chocolates to the wise old gentlefolk that paw and sniff at the books like it's some kind of library or something. Yeah, well, whatever. I'm from Kilkenny, mostly, anyway. I'm in Ferrybank Abbey, which is on the Kilkenny side of the Rice Bridge. Yeah, that's right. One side of that bridge belongs to Kilkenny, and the other side is Waterford. That's why all the good stuff, like the Adult Dancing Night at ex-Juries Hotel, and GOD, is on our side. Waterford has Tramore. They were almost going to close that beach because of the dangerous levels of Ecoli in the water... Why were you trying to buy a train ticket to Cork? Who'd want to go to Cork? What have they got that we don't have? Or are going to get back off them? P.S. The new library is awesome.

FUCKING Dell. You have no idea how much I hate it when bastards bring in quotes from DELL. If they love DELL so much, why don't they MARRY Dell!? In fact, they might as well do just that, because just like REAL marriage it's gonna end in them being FUCKED OVER, by Dell. They think they're so smart going for DELL, huh? Well, let me tell you a thing or two about DELL. Their customer service is SHIT and they put you on CONFERENCE calls. I don't even know what a CONFERENCE CALL IS, because I was trying to ask what a conference call was along with TWENTY OTHER PEOPLE ON THE LINE, pretty much. I want a $200 bass guitar. I nearly learned Bass, but when I got my first guitar for my, like, 10th birthday or something, Mom couldn't tell the difference between a Guitar, and a Bass Guitar. She miscounted the strings, apparently. PC World PC's do not have Intel EXTREME graphics, they have 32mb SIS Graphics. Whatever the hell that is. I can't wait until I'm in college, and I can be transferred to PC World in Dublin, where I will be going to college. Because I hear that, up there, all the computers have 64mb SIS Graphics. And 256mb of RAM!!!

What do you think, Chris?

Hmm, hard to say. He's cute, yeah. But no, I doubt he has technique. Although it's hard to say, really. I mean, sure, he has plenty of tool, probably. But does he know how to use it? Hmmm. What do you think, Chris?

I used to buy this magazine called PC Gamer or something, I believe... when I was but a wee little geek... didn't it once come with a 'preview of Doom the Movie' or something? Back in 95-ish? It was basically a joke, with some guy filming his hand going around an office blowing stuff up. I don't remember exactly, but it was funny because it was true... Does anybody else remember that, or would have a link to download it?

You know, after this thread, I'm beginning to question your sexuality. In other news, Idle Thumbers continue to beat this thread to death in an event commonly known as pumping a dry well.

The quote is from the AGS forums. I said I'd put Paris on my list of people to go underneath, because I didn't have a list of places to go underneath. Man, Deadworm, you're such a spam monkey. BACK ON TOPIC, I went through a stage of breaking alarm clocks. So I would set my computer alarm to wake me up instead, because I was going to have to think twice about smashing hundreds of dollars worth of electronic equipment against the wall, no matter how early it was. Anyway, I would set it to play music as a certain time. Obviously, I chose a song I loved to wake me up. After about two weeks of using this song to wake me up, even though I would only hear a few seconds of it each time*, I could no longer listen to those songs. They made me feel ill. Seriously. Try it some time. It's a really weird experience to be so irritated by a song you like. *I would set my speakers to the loudest volume setting so that I had to get up. At 6am each morning, Garbage - I'm only Happy when it Rains would start blaring across my room. I would leap upright, jump out of bed, land on my face, crawl across the floor on my hands and knees, and yank the speaker plug from the wall socket. Then I'd lie across the floor with my head on my arms, still clutching the plug, with one leg tangled around my blanket. Then I'd wake up. EDIT: Er, sorry... that wasn't on topic at all. But it's still true, and it's still really weird because I actually physically can't listen to those songs any more... um... I thought we were talking about music As regards the uh, ACTUAL topic... yes, yes I do. We used to sit down and complete adventure games together, the whole family. So there's a very nice, homely feel to those games, especially Monkey Island 1 and 2. Of course, now my family is all broken up and stuff, which is why those games are completely special to me. And I don't know if you ever played Xquest, but it irritates me because it reminds me of when I used to play it just seconds before being kicked out in the rain/snow/wind to walk to school. I only ever felt like playing it in the mornings, and Mom would make porridge and I hated porridge but she made me eat it for 'energy', and my Dad insisted that I put salt in it instead of sugar because it's healthier, so I'd have to eat salty porridge and tea with no milk, because I wasn't allowed to drink coffee and because my parents had a 'no dairy products' rule. Then, while I was walking to school, crying because I'd been on like, Level 10 of Xquest when they had pulled the plug, I would examine my lunch box and discover my Mom had put in Vegetable Paté on Soda Bread and a stick of celery, and a little bottle of v8 (which is a vegetable drink with 8 different vegetables: tomato, spinach, celery, potato, some other stuff...). So, even though I liked Xquest as a game, it reminds me of those awful, awful mornings when I realized I was going to have to face salty porridge and school lunch. Oh, and all the other kids in the school would laugh at me because I had a crappy lunch. Bastards!

Not only is the guy called JOHN GRIMM, but his parents' were killed by the organization. And, Alien Demons!!! There's no part of this film I'm not going to like! I have no respect for any director that made a movie called 'Cradle 2 the Grave'.

Yes, if I recall correctly, they do. They're also hell on eyes. If you scroll down the Double Fine Action News, for instance, while using a TFT... it looks EXACTLY like the screen has burst in to flames. The colors merge and then explode, and it actually hurts. It hurts your eyes and your brain. Speaking of Laptop Screens, Sony have the absolute worst ones, and Packard Bell have recently been copying them because stupid people fall for it. Basically, they're ordinary TFT monitors, but they have a reflective... yes, reflective covering over them. True, it makes the colors seem more vibrant, but you can't SEE the colors because the monitor is REFLECTIVE. All you can see is yourself and everything directly behind you. Besides which, you can buy plastic strips for 50c each that do the same thing, but if a laptop has this 'built-in' you're paying an extra $300 for it... an extra $300 for the privilege of not being able to see your screen. You know those things girls use to powder their nose? They're called Compacts, I think. They have a little mirror in them. Well, these Sony Laptops, they're like Electronic Compacts. Except they don't even make good Compacts, because they're shit and have shit graphics cards and also you can't see yourself properly in them.

I associate Dpaint with the Eurythmics. And I associate Tom Petty with MI2 because I remember we were listening to him when we were on the way home after first buying MI2. Oh, and a hamster. MI2 and a Hamster. The Hamster was in a little cardboard tube that I kept sticking my fingers in to to say hello. We hadn't bought a cage yet because it was a complete case of impulse buying. The hamster lived for four years, which is a record for hamsters. So whenever I play MI2 or DOTT when you freeze the hamster to death, I think of Tom Petty.

You seem to forget Emma and Chris and Spaff and Alia. Although Alia just floats around occasionally. In a competitive environment, I would not stand a chance. It's only because I offered you false love and prizes that the thread is four pages long. Weren't both threads started by Treppie? Yeah. Ha ha ha. In your face, you Corkish Bastard! Oh wherever you're from. Where's Dungarvan? Is that in Cork? Fuck you.

I don't know about where YOU live, but where I live (known as THE FUTURE) it's no longer Chris' birthday. Apparently. They say that he's now 20. That means he's still a baby in America, because you're not allowed drink or drive or take drugs until you're 21 over there (or at least, drink). Hah! Better luck next time, Chris! You're not 21 yet! You know what they say: it's the thought that counts. I found you some Pacman Erotica on Penny Arcade: