My name is Google; for we are many.
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the end of days
But...how could you smash me...if you do not have a foot?!
Any spare change?
We have been preparing for this in secret for many months, but now is the time to unviel our counterweapon.
The E-Broom of destruction!
The E-Broom of destruction!
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Foolish procrastinator! Google sees all!
We know if you've been bad or good, so be good for Google's sake!
Spiders have infested your so called E-Broom of destruction and even now are turning it against you!
We know if you've been bad or good, so be good for Google's sake!
Spiders have infested your so called E-Broom of destruction and even now are turning it against you!
My name is Google; for we are many.
Any spare change?
Zark?
the end of days
Shit.
I mean, GOOGLE!
I mean, GOOGLE!
My name is Google; for we are many.
The Slothful Padawan
*goes to draw his lightsaber, drops it, bounces off the floor, somehow by the rules of improbability ends up getting force to hit off Ahnk's head, activate, and land squarely within the spider's head*
Uhm.... I meant to do that! Ya!
Uhm.... I meant to do that! Ya!
Blink If You Can Hear Me
I was using this face.
OS: In a world of bon-bons, you are a twinkie.
Ahnk: God damn you, I am Count Chocula and you know it.
I'm not spending my anniversary night thumping my head against the wall. - Damalis, on Moderating TRF
Then tell him you want it harder, damnit! - Ahnk, on Damalis
the end of days
AUUUGH!
OH WHAT A WORLD! WHAT A WORLD!
OH WHAT A WORLD! WHAT A WORLD!
My name is Google; for we are many.
The Slothful Padawan
That's right! *shakes his fist* You google spiders stand not a chance against the uncanny Irtar!
defy the tyrannous stars
Chau Ming:
Just wait til they boot up Skynet and become self aware.
In that eventuality, I wanna be Edward Furlong. Ahnk can be Linda Hamilton.
screw that. i want Google to turn into Shodan!
[FONT=Courier New]"Lo-lo-look at you, Hacker. A pa-pa-pathetic creature of meat and bone, panting and sweating as you ru-run through my corridors-s. H-h-how can you challenge a perfect, immortal machine?"[/FONT]