Facts and Fiction Jokes

 
 
THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE UGLY
Good: Your hubby and you agree, no more kids
Bad: You can't find your birth control pills
Ugly: Your daughter borrowed them

Good: Your son studies a lot in his room
Bad: You find several porn movies hidden there.
Ugly: You're in them

Good: Your husband understands fashion
Bad: He's a cross-dresser
Ugly: He looks better than you

Good: Your son's finally maturing
Bad: He's involved with the woman next door
Ugly: So are you

Good: You give the birds and bees talk to your daughter
Bad: She keeps interrupting
Ugly: With corrections

Good: Your wife's not talking to you
Bad: She wants a divorce
Ugly: She's a lawyer

Good: The postman's early
Bad: He's wearing fatigues and carrying an AK47
Ugly: You gave him nothing for Christmas

Good: Your daughter got a new job
Bad: As a hooker
Ugly: Your coworkers are her best clients
Way ugly: She makes more money than you do

Good: You're son is dating someone new
Bad: It's another man
Ugly: He's you're best friend

Good: You're wife is pregnant.
Bad: It's triplets
Ugly: You had a vasectomy five years ago.
 
 
 
  Remember When ... ?
A computer was something on T.V. from a science fiction show.
A window was something you hated to clean and RAM was the cousin of a
goat...
Meg was the name of my girlfriend and gig was your middle finger upright.
Now they all mean different things and that really mega bytes.
An application was for employment.
A program was a T.V. show.
A cursor used profanity.
A keyboard was a piano.
Memory was something that you lost with age.
A CD was a bank account.
And if you had a 3 1/2" floppy you hoped that nobody found out.
Compress was something you did to the garbage not something you did to a
file.
And if you unzipped anything in public you'd be in jail for awhile.
Log on was adding wood to the fire.
Hard drive was a long trip on the road.
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived and a backup happened to your commode.
Cut you did with a pocket knife.
Paste you did with glue.
A web was a spider's home and a virus was the flu.
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper and the memory in my head.
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash but when it happens they
wish 
they were dead!
 
 
 
  You Know You Are No Longer A Kid When ...
One peanut butter and jelly sandwich just doesn't cut it any more.
Driving a car doesn't always sound like fun.
Being bad is no longer cool.
You have friends who have kids.
Saturday mornings are for sleeping.
You are taller than the slide at the McDonald's playland.
Your parents' jokes are now funny.
You have once said, "Whatch-you talkin' 'bout Willis?"
You have owned, and since disowned Michael Jackson's Thriller.
You would rather wear your dirty clothes again, 'cause mom is not there to do
your laundry anymore.
Two words: parachute pants
Naps are good.
Hitting girls is no longer considered flirting.
You once deemed Space Invaders as "The best game ever".
When things go wrong, you can't just yell, "Do-over!"
The only thing in your cereal box is...cereal.
You actually buy scarves, gloves, and sunscreen.
Your idea of fun parties now include Chips 'n' Salsa and Snapple.
You leave concerts and ballgames early to beat the crowd.
You WANT clothes for Christmas.
You don't want a Camaro because of the insurance premiums.
You remember when Saturday Night Live was funny.
You remember seeing Star Wars when it first came out.
 
 
 
  You know you drink too much coffee when...

* Juan Valdez named his donkey after you.
* You ski uphill.
* You get a speeding ticket even when you're parked.
* You speed walk in your sleep.
* You have a bumper sticker that says: "Coffee drinkers are good in the
sack."
* You answer the door before people knock.
* You haven't blinked since the last lunar eclipse.
* You just completed another sweater and you don't know how to knit.
* You grind your coffee beans in your mouth.
* You sleep with your eyes open.
* You have to watch videos in fast-forward.
* The only time you're standing still is during an earthquake.
* You can take a picture of yourself from ten feet away without using the
timer.
* You lick your coffeepot clean.
* You spend every vacation visiting "Maxwell House."
* You're the employee of the month at the local coffeehouse and you don't
even 
work there.
* You've worn out your third pair of tennis shoes this week.
* Your eyes stay open when you sneeze.
* You chew on other people's fingernails.
* The nurse needs a scientific calculator to take your pulse.
* You're so jittery that people use your hands to blend their margaritas.
* You can type sixty words per minute with your feet.
* You can jump-start your car without cables.
* Cocaine is a downer.
* All your kids are named "Joe."
* You don't need a hammer to pound in nails.
* Your only source of nutrition comes from "Sweet & Low."
* You don't sweat, you percolate.
* You buy milk by the barrel.
* You've worn out the handle on your favorite mug.
* You go to AA meetings just for the free coffee.
* You walk twenty miles on your treadmill before you realize it's not plugged
in.
* You forget to unwrap candy bars before eating them.
* You've built a miniature city out of little plastic stirrers.
* People get dizzy just watching you.
* When you find a penny, you say, "Find a penny, pick it up. Sixty-three 
more, I'll have a cup."
* You've worn the finish off your coffee table.
* The Taster's Choice couple wants to adopt you.
* Starbucks owns the mortgage on your house.
* Your taste buds are so numb you could drink your lava lamp.
* You're so wired, you pick up FM radio.
* People can test their batteries in your ears.
* Your life's goal IS to "amount to a hill of beans."
* Instant coffee takes too long.
* You channel surf faster without a remote.
* When someone says. "How are you?", you say, "Good to the last drop."
* You want to be cremated just so you can spend the rest of eternity in a 
coffee can.
* You want to come back as a coffee mug in your next life.
* Your birthday is a national holiday in Brazil.
* You'd be willing to spend time in a Turkish prison.
* You go to sleep just so you can wake up and smell the coffee.
* You're offended when people use the word "brew" to mean beer.
* You name your cats "Cream" and "Sugar."
* You get drunk just so you can sober up.
* You speak perfect Arabic without ever taking a lesson.
* Your Thermos is on wheels.
* Your lips are permanently stuck in the sipping position.
* You have a picture of your coffee mug on your coffee mug.
* You can outlast the Energizer bunny.
* You short out motion detectors.
* You have a conniption over spilled milk.
* You don't even wait for the water to boil anymore.
* Your nervous twitch registers on the Richter scale.
* You think being called a "drip" is a compliment.
* You don't tan, you roast.
* You don't get mad, you get steamed.
* Your three favorite things in life are...coffee before and coffee after.
* Your lover uses soft lights, romantic music, and a glass of iced coffee to 
get you in the mood.
* You can't even remember your second cup.
* You help your dog chase its tail.
* You soak your dentures in coffee overnight.
* Your coffee mug is insured by Lloyds of London.
* You introduce your spouse as your "Coffeemate."
* You think CPR stands for "Coffee Provides Resuscitation."
* Your first-aid kit contains two pints of coffee with an I.V. hookup.
 
 
 
  Differences Between Good Girls And Bad Girls

Good girls loosen a few buttons when its hot
Bad girls make it hot by loosening a few buttons

Good girls wax their floors
Bad girls wax their bikini line

Good girls blush during sex scenes in movies
Bad girls know they could do it better

Good girls wear white cotton panties
Bad girls don't wear any

Good girls think they're not fully dressed without a strand of pearls
Bad girls think they're fully dressed with just a strand of pearls

Good girls pack their toothbrush
Bad girls pack their diaphragms

Good girls own only one credit card and rarely use it
Bad girls own only one bra and rarely use it

Good girls wear high heels to work
Bad girls wear high heels to bed

Good girls think the office is the wrong place to have a romance
Bad girls think no place is the wrong place

Good girls prefer the missionary position
Bad girls do to, but only for starters

Good girls say no
Bad girls say when?

Good girls go to the party, go home, then go to bed.
Bad girls go to the party, go to bed and then go home.
 
 
 
     
     
  Do you suffer from any of these?
*Yield Deficit Disorder (YDD)*. This affliction, which
disproportionately affects women and the elderly, is
serious and can be life threatening. Those with YDD
experience perceptive problems which prevent them from
entering a traffic stream already in motion. Typically, the
sufferer moves in the yield lane at one to two miles per
hour hoping for a two *hour* or two *mile* lull in traffic.
When this does not occur, the YDD patient simply closes his
or her eyes and begins moving into traffic with only the
protective hand of God to clear the way.
*Cerebral Phlebitis*. The primary symptom of this male-only
disease is an enormous swelling of the head. If left
unchecked, it can affect brain functions, causing the
sufferer to inaccurately recall past performance in
job-related activities, social situations, and even the
size of certain reproductive body parts. The only known
cure for cerebral phlebitis is a risky procedure known as a
"Marriage of Equals." This is an extremely dangerous,
open-heart operation which often fails.
*Bingivitis*. This inexplicable disease affects only
individuals who are directly in front of me at the Kentucky
Fried Chicken buffet, or similar food bars. It causes them
to take the last piece of Original Recipe chicken, the last
scoop of stuffing; basically, to load down their plate like
Fred does at the beginning of the Flintstones when the
Bronto Ribs tip over his car. The bingivits sufferer goes
on to find a seat, leaving me with some soggy,
vinegar-soaked greens and jiggling Tahiti Salad to choose
from
*Cheeriosclerosis*. Also known as "hardening of the
cereal," this frightening male condition results from
leaving the cereal or other late night snack out on the
coffee table overnight. In the morning, the crusty remains
are harder than diamonds, impenetrable by soaking or even
repeated and vigorous fork-jamming. Frequently, the only
solution is a dangerous "bowl transplant" which involves
trying to replace the bowl with an identical one without
your wife knowing it. Sadly, in most cases the new bowl is
rejected.
*Post-Traumatic Dress Syndrome*. This debilitating disease
strikes women, primarily in the child-bearing ages. After a
choosing an outfit to wear for work or play, the afflicted
woman simply *locks up* in fear and delusional paranoia,
muttering about the unsuitability of the chosen ensemble.
During a flare-up, if the patient's spouse asks "what's the
problem?" or speaks at all, this triggers a massive
escalation of the condition which can be life-threatening
to the spouse, and will cause the patient to shout "I HATE
MY CLOTHES!" and lock herself in the room. There is no
cure, other than more and more dresses or an evening's
worth of uninterrupted compliments and reassurance.
 
 
 
  THINGS PRISON GUARDS HATE
-- Inmates who don't flush after eating chili for lunch.
-- Inmates who look like the sperm used to conceive them was 100% steroids.
-- Coming up with one too many during a head count.
-- Having to break up a fight in the shower.
-- Being asked to be the bridesmaid when two inmates tie the knot.
-- Recognizing the newest inmate as your proctologist.
-- The fact that inmates get more cable channels than you do at home.
-- Having a new neighbor move in next door who looks wa-a-a-y too familiar.
-- Being on a first-name basis with a serial sex killer.
-- Finding a hole in your glove after completing a body cavity search.
-- Learning that your mother just announced her engagement to # 93A44274.
 
 
 
  SIGNS THAT YOU ARE IN THE 21st CENTURY

You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of
three.

You chat several times a day with a stranger from South Africa,
but you haven't spoken with your next-door neighbor yet this year.

You didn't give your valentine a card this year, but you posted
one for your e-mail buddies via a web page.

You call your son's beeper to let him know it's time to eat.
He emails you back from his bedroom, "What's for dinner?"

Your grandmother clogs up your e-mail inbox asking you to send
her a JPEG file of your newborn so she can create a screen saver.

You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see
if anyone is home.

Cleaning up the dining room means getting the fast food bags out
of the back seat of your car.
 
 
 
  I've been feeling very tired lately. I've been blaming it 
on iron poor blood, lack of vitamins, dieting and a dozen 
other maladies. But now I found out the real reason. I'm 
tired because I'm overworked!

The population of this country is 237 million. 104 million 
are retired. That leaves 133 million to do the work. 

There are 85 million in school, which leaves 48 million to 
do the work. 

Of this, there are 29 million employed by the federal 
government. This leaves 19 million to do the work. 

Four million are in the Armed Forces, which leaves 
15 million to do the work. 

Take out the 14,800,000 people who work for the state and 
city governments, and that leaves 200,000 to do the work. 

There are 188,000 in hospitals, so that leaves 12,000 to do 
the work. 

With 11,998 people in prisons now, that leaves just two 
people to do the work. You and me. And you're sitting 
there reading e-mail!

 
 
 
  Only In America............
Can a pizza get to your house faster than an ambulance...

Are there handicap parking places in front of a skating rink...

Do drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the
store to get their prescriptions.

Do people order double cheese burgers, a large fry, and a diet coke...

Do banks leave both doors open and then chain the pens to the counters.

Do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the, driveway and put
useless junk in the garage..

Do we use answering machines to screen calls and then have call
waiting so we won't miss a call from someone we didn't want to
talk to in the first place?.

Do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in packages of eight...

Do they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering!
 
 
 
  Not so long ago...
Not so long ago...

An application was for employment 
A program was a TV show 
A cursor used profanity 
A keyboard was a piano! 
Memory was something that you lost with age A CD was a bank account 
Compress was something you did to garbage not something you did to a file. 
And if you unzipped anything in public, you'd be in jail for awhile! 
Log on was adding wood to a fire 
Hard drive was a long trip on the road 
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived 
And a backup happened to your commode! 
Cut - you did with a pocket knife 
Paste you did with glue 
A web was a spider's home 
And a virus was the flu! 
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper and the memory in my head 
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash
but when it happens they wish they were dead!
 
 
 
  Signs That You Suffer "Road Rage"

For lack of a more effective weapon, you find yourself threatening other
drivers with the cigarette lighter. 

You exchange your Uzi with laser sighting for a "more serious weapon." 

You've stopped wearing pants in the car to make it easier to moon
tailgaters. 

Local Crips now have a hand signal for "Get Off The Road, That Psycho's
Coming!"

On your license, under "restrictions", it says, "Valium Required." 

That Yugo hood ornament on your 4X4 is not *actually* an ornament. 


The only thing that calms you down is your trusty Megadeth CD. 

The need to wring Dr. Laura Schlessinger's neck is just a bit more urgent
than usual. 

You swear more before you get to work than most gangsta rappers do all
day. 

You threaten to run over the person in front of you, even though you're in
line for communion. 

The car's a year old, but you're already on your fifth horn. 

Your saw blades don't work, your voice is out of sync with your mouth, and
Speed Racer has just beaten you in another race. 

You've traded your plastic statue of St. Christopher for one of A.C.
Cowlings. 

You'd flash your brights at that slow dumbass Jacob ahead of you if your
buggy only had headlights. 

You've plowed more pedestrians than Wilt Chamberlain. 
 
 
 
 

15 Easy Steps to Shit like a Woman:

1. Under no circumstances use any other toilet than your own,
regardless of any stomach pain may be caused whilst
waiting to getome.
2. With the toilet-brush, clean any residue left on the pan by
your boyfriend/husband. Also wipe his pubes off the
seat with some toilet paper.
3. Flush the toilet before starting. Then wash your hands.
4. Line the toilet seat with toilet paper (as other people may
have sat on the toilet since it was last bleached).
5. Stuff toilet paper inside the pan to prevent splash-back.
6. Pull panties down and sit. Some women may still prefer to squat
over the seat as opposed to taking the risk
of touching it with bare flesh. 7. Release solids, but strain to avoid making any sounds.
8. Rise and quickly flush before direct eye-contact is made with
any faeces.
9. Take a length of toilet paper and fold it several times to
positively guarantee that no residue will touch bare skin
(about five or six applications per role).
10. Wipe once and throw paper into the pan.
Do not look at the paper.
11. Repeat steps 9 and 10 at least thirty times. It may be
necessary to yell for your boyfriend/husband to find
some more rolls to pass through the door while
promising not to open his eyes or pass any comments. It is
traditional to do this while he is trying to watch sport.
12. Flush the toilet and replace the lid.
13. Wash hands at least three times with disinfectant soap.
14. Open all windows and spray approximately half-a-can of air
freshener.
15. Pick up all reading material left behind by your
boyfriend/husband and
leave bathroom, closing the door firmly behind you.


15 Easy Steps to Shit like a Man:

1. Select reading material (can be anything except a porn-mag;
tried by every man once, but never repeated - see step 4).
2. Tell everyone along the way, "Just going for a dump, okay?"
Always tell girlfriend/wife, especially when she has visitors.
3. Pull pants and trousers around ankles, then sit down.
4. Adjust penis and testicles to hang comfortably without touching
the toilet rim.
5. Open reading material and relax.
6. Whilst waiting, it is traditional to audibly fart.
7. Sigh loudly as the first one bullets out. It is quite normal to
experience a cold jet of water rocket up your anus as a result of the
first bomb. This is to be endured if you want to be a real man.
8. Remain sitting and reading until pins-and-needles set in to
your legs and buttocks.
9. Rise and look at the poo. Make mental notes of any
irregularities to report to friends and
girlfriend/wife, e.g.colour,consistency,any
visible traces of peanuts, etc. You must tell people about it.
10. Take long length of paper and wipe anus. You must look at the
paper before throwing it into the pan.
11. Repeat step 10 until there is no longer any evidence of faeces
on the paper.
12. Flush. If there is any residue left on the pan, under no
circumstances attempt to clean it off. In due
course, it will come away by itself. Or when your girlfriend/wife
next uses the loo.
13. Leave the seat up. Leave the reading material on the floor (you
can use it again later).
14. Wash your hands once.
15. Vacate the bathroom, leaving the door open. It is important to
a man's self-esteem that other people smell his produce.

 
 
 
  Believe it or not...this is the transcript of an actual radio
conversation between a US naval ship and Canadian authorities
off the coast of Newfoundland in October 1995. The Radio
conversation was released by the Chief of Naval Operations on
Oct. 10, 1995.

US Ship: Please divert your course 0.5 degrees to the south
to avoid a collision.

CND reply: Recommend you divert your course 15 degrees to the
South to avoid a collision.

US Ship: This is the Captain of a US Navy Ship. I say again,
divert your course.

CND reply: No. I say again, you divert YOUR course!

US Ship: THIS IS THE AIRCRAFT CARRIER USS CORAL SEA, WE ARE A
LARGE WARSHIP OF THE US NAVY. DIVERT YOUR COURSE NOW!!

CND reply: This is a lighthouse. Your call. (courtesy U.S. Navy)
 
 
 
  Shifting responsibility to someone else is called "passing the buck"?
In card games, it was once customary to pass an item, called a buck, from
player to player to indicate whose turn it was to deal. If a player did
not wish to assume the responsibility, he would "pass the buck" to the next
player.
 
 
 
  People in the public eye are said to be "in the limelight"?
Invented in 1825, limelight was used in lighthouses and stage lighting by
burning a cylinder of lime in an oxyhydrogen flame that produced a
brilliant light. In the theater, performers on stage "in the limelight" were seen
by the audience to be the center of attention.
 
 
 
  Ships and aircraft in trouble use "mayday" as their call for help?
This comes from the French word m'aidez - meaning "help me" - and is
pronounced "mayday." (Note: not exactly.... it's pronounced "med-ay", but
close enough)
 
 
 
  Someone who is feeling great is "on cloud nine"?
Types of clouds are numbered according to the altitudes they attain, with
nine being the highest cloud If someone is said to be on cloud nine, 
that person is floating well above worldly cares .
 
 
 
  Zero scores in tennis are called "love"?
In France, where tennis first became popular, a big, round zero on
scoreboard looked like an egg and was called l'oeuf, which is French for
"egg". When tennis was introduced in the US, Americans pronounced it

 
   
     
     
       

 

 

 

     
   
       
       
   
 
 
  Many coin banks are shaped like pigs?
Long ago, dishes and cookware in Europe were made of a dense, orange clay
called pygg. When people saved coins in jars made of this clay, the
jars became know as "pygg banks". When an English potter misunderstood the
word, he made a bank that resembled a pig. And it caught on.
 
 
 
  THREE ARGUMENTS THAT JESUS WAS IRISH:

1. He never got married.
2. He never held a steady job.
3. His last request was a drink.

THREE ARGUMENTS THAT JESUS WAS PUERTO RICAN:

1. His first name was Jesus.
2. He was always in trouble with the law.
3. His mother didn't know who his father was.

THREE ARGUMENTS THAT JESUS WAS ITALIAN:

1. He talked with his hands.
2. He had wine with every meal.
3. He worked in the building trades.

THREE ARGUMENTS THAT JESUS WAS BLACK:

1. He called everybody brother.
2. He had no permanent address.
3. Nobody would hire him.

THREE ARGUMENTS THAT JESUS WAS A CALIFORNIAN:

1. He never cut his hair.
2. He walked around barefoot.
3. He invented a new religion.

AND FINALLY, THE PROOF THAT JESUS WAS JEWISH:

1. He went into his father's business.
2. He lived at home until the age of 33.
3. He was sure his mother was a virgin.
4. His mother was sure he was God.
 
 
 
  NEW AOL POLICY

For those of you unfamiliar, America Online has adopted some new
policies. Here are some of their new reminder messages which pop up
frequently, depending on your level of use.

1. You have been online for 46 minutes. Do you want to stay online?
Please respond within 10 minutes or you will be logged off.

2. You have been online for 92 minutes? Do you still want to stay
online? Please respond within 10 minutes or you will be logged off.

3. You have been online for 135 minutes? Not to put any pressure on
you, but there are other people in the world who would like to sign on.

4. You DO realize that you have been online for 184 minutes, right?
When was the last time that you stood up or went outside?

5. OK, this is getting ridiculous! You have been online for 240
minutes. Frankly, you are beginning to piss us off. If you sign
off now, we will bring back your buddy list, OK?

6. You have now been online for 360 minutes. We promised you
unlimited time, we know, but can't you just finish up now and go read a
good book? Books are good too 'ya know !!!!!!

7. You have been online for 467 minutes. Do you remember your family
members' names? And no, they are NOT "hubby01" and "rugrats2,3,4,"

8. You have been online for 513 minutes. Your spouse has called from
Motel Six and your dog is starving. Do you wish to remain online?

9. You have been online for 724 minutes. Steve Case is coming over to
personally kick your butt. Pizza Hut has delivered twice now.

10. You have been online for 852 minutes. Do you have ANY idea how
many HOURS that is? You work less hours at your REAL job then this.
(640 minutes)

11. You have been online for 921 minutes. Do you realize that
America Online averages 921 complaints per hour regarding BUSY phone
lines.
That is because of YOU!! Now log off and go to bed!!

12. You have been online for 1000 minutes. When AOL went unlimited,
we didn't think you would take us literally. Now hang up!!!!!
Even Alexander G. Bell slept, sometime.

13. You have been online since yesterday.
We have taken the right to log you OFF. Techs are in route to your house
to remove the phone line. Your $19.95 unlimited month fee is refunded.
Please don't call us, we'll call you.
We appreciate your business.
 
 
 
  Technology for Country Folk...

1. LOG ON: Making a wood stove hotter.
2. LOG OFF: Don't add no more wood.
3. MONITOR: Keepin an eye on the wood stove.
4. DOWNLOAD: Gettin the farwood off the truk.
5. MEGA HERTZ: When yer not kerful gettin the farwood.
6. FLOPPY DISC: Whatcha git from tryin to carry too much farwood.
7. RAM: That thar thing whut splits the farwood.
8. HARD DRIVE: Gettin home in the winter time.
9. PROMPT: Whut the mail ain't in the winter time.
10. WINDOWS: Whut to shut wen it's cold outside.

11. SCREEN: Whut to shut wen it's blak fly season.
12. BYTE: Whut them dang flys do.
13. CHIP: Munchies fer the TV.
14. MICRO CHIP: Whut's in the bottom of the munchie bag.
15. MODEM: Whut cha did to the hay fields.
16. DOT MATRIX: Old Dan Matrix's wife.
17. LAP TOP: Whar the kitty sleeps.
18. KEYBOARD: Whar ya hang the dang keys.
19. SOFTWARE: Them dang plastic forks and knifs.
20. MOUSE: Whut eats the grain in the barn.
21. MAINFRAME: Holds up the barn roof.
22. PORT: Fancy Flatlander wine
23. ENTER: Northerner talk fer "C'mon in y'all"
24. RANDOM ACCESS MEMORY: Wen ya cain't 'member whut ya 
paid fer the rifle when yore wife asks.
25. MOUSE PAD: That hippie talk fer the rat hole.
 
 
 
  The following are messages that are being programmed into Windows 2000:

1. Enter any 11-digit prime number to continue. 
2. Press any key to continue or any other key to quit. 
3. Press any key except... no, No, NO, NOT THAT ONE! 
4. Bad file name! Go stand in the corner. 
5. This will end your Windows session. Do you want to play another game?
6. Windows message: "Error saving file! Format drive now? (Y/Y)" 
7. This is a message from God Gates: "Rebooting the world. Please log off." 
8. To "shut down" your system, type "WIN" 
9. Cereal port not responding.... BREAKFAST.SYS halted. 
10. COFFEE.SYS missing... Insert cup in cup holder and press any key. 
11. File not found. Should I fake it? (Y/N) 
12. Runtime Error 6D at 417A:32CF: Incompetent User. 
13. Error reading FAT record: Try the SKINNY one? (Y/N)
14. WinErr 16547: LPT1 not found. Use backup. (PENCIL & PAPER.SYS) 
15. User Error: Replace user. 
16. Windows VirusScan 1.0 - "Windows found: Remove it? (Y/N)" 
17. Your hard drive has been scanned and all stolen software titles have 
been deleted. The police are on the way.