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Paul"All right, Mr. Myronger, impress me. What is it you want me to spend eleven and a half million dollars on?"
The scientist cleared his throat, then paused and looked directly at the speaker. "Mr. Thornton. Have you ever wanted to meet someone who lived hundreds, even thousands of years ago?" He paused a moment to let that sink in, then continued, "Now you can."
Silence reigned in the conference room. Myronger continued, "My project, which I've code-named Archimedes, has been built and proven in the past. We were able to successfully bring to the modern age an important historical figure. Unfortunately, my machine was destroyed soon a
The VirusOnce upon a Sunday sunny, I step inside, my nose all runny
To fight a foul beast that I have often seen before--
My friend's comp has a virus nasty; I must eradicate infections ghastly
So we can play a game we loved in forgotten days of yore.
I sit down in the chair so squeaky, and view the desktop with icons neatly
Arranged in rows and columns which the Virus lurks behind.
CD-ROM popped into drive, I sit back and prepare to dive
Into battle with this product of demented mind.
A Virus scanner I install—Sure enough, ten files all
Bear the ugly signature of virus' infection.
The ones I can, I quickly save; the rest to their digital gr
Noah and the ArkIt was a hot, sunny day in Peewee Grove. All of Noah's neighbors were hanging out in the air-conditioned comfort of The Jump, the most popular casino/video arcade in town. Only Noah insisted on staying home and having his devotionals.
The moment he finished, there was a beep from the room computer and "KNOCK KNOCK" appeared on the display above the door, followed by a shot of Japheth, his youngest son, waiting at the door.
"Come in!" he cried. The door slid open. Japheth walked into the room. "Sorry to interrupt your devotionals, Dad, but I just checked the voice-mail and there's a message from God for you marked URGENT and OPEN IMMEDI
Christian Meets the KlingonFurther, as Christian progressed along his way, he was confronted by a Klingon by the name of Honor, holding a gleaming, curved bat'elh in one hand and a shining dk'tagh dagger in the other.
Hon. "Halt, pilgrim!" roared the Klingon in its gravelly voice. "I am Honor, of the house of Dignity! Of what house are you?"
Chr. "I am of the house of the Lord, and I am on my way to the Celestial City," peeped Christian, never having seen a warrior quite like this one.
Hon. "Ah, I have met many such humans. They have great honor, and they do battle fiercely. Allow me to walk with you." Honor sheathed the dk'tagh, and dropped the bat'elh to his
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