Is it still called "hacked" if he left himself logged in? I'm just asking. Not that I know anything.
I confess to utter ignorance. Apparently he actually did log out, but there was something funky with his cookie settings that magically turned the next person who touched the computer into him. Maybe his identity was in fact cookied? Or biscuited or digestived or whatever the small sweet baked good of his choice would be?
except for the fact that I have never had even a moment's desire to snog Queen Elizabeth II senseless.
Fay certainly has the snogging senseless superpower. Also a fabulous Piglet act.
Oh, I meant to ask whether the readings ended up getting recorded? (she asked hopefully, yet recognizing that there was lots going on so in no way expects that such was done).
Oh, I meant to ask whether the readings ended up getting recorded?
Tom Scola may have done it, possibly.
Maybe his identity was in fact cookied?
He had logged out, but he also had his settings set so his browser would remember his password, so it was easy enough to log back in as him.
If I were to know anything, all it took was loading the b.org page and ta-da. But that could just be the alcohol haze.
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Love that pic of Perkins.
wrod on the foamy that is Fay.Now, I can't make claims for "senseless" as my game has only recently been called back, but I think she was shocked and speechless for half a tick before returning the favour(well, it was an English favour so who cares about Noah Webster? He gets a vote when he looks that good in a formal!) so I'm gonna count it.
It was nice.
just got back form shopping with Epic and Sparky. We went to the pirate store, Paxton Gate and Boarderlands. Epic and I pimped books to each other ( though I think one I bought was DavidSs' fault , even though he wasn't there). ( Sparky claims to have no room for more books) and we did pet the hairless cat. She needed pets, she told us so. And we helped epic by soviners. and somehow I bought the worlds ugliest, tackiest, and cheapest snowglobe in a frog's belly. for my mom. who lives in a town called frogmore.