Text from Silicate Omen
| Description: | Page 2, giant scroller about donuts. |
| Text: | mate spawn and die reality hacker is now jacked in with his cyberdeck and is flipping in and out of reality with his simstim switch. i guess i'm considered the hardware man of the group...sitting here with 3 physical computers(7 total if you include emulations and all). at our last power party i had my own little corner with my c=128, amiga, and cd player...didn't feel like draging over the hard drive this time. anyways, my duty is to tell you what the
definition of a donut is. this party took place at mhz house...biohazard and i were already the
re just screwing around and waiting for d.rez to show up. the phone rings. it's d.rez asking what kind of donuts we want. i yell to mhz that i want apple fritters, and he retorts back "those aren't donuts" and then proceeds to make an order for boston cream, so i of course yelled back his response, giving the reason of it not having a hole in the middle...anyways, of course they ignored me...mhz got his bostons....but d.rez did pickup three lethal apple spice filled "donuts." lethal? yeah...i took a bite and told them that they were fermenting...they just laughed at me...until later when d.rez tried one...he looks at me and says "wow...makes the back of your throat go all warm!!!" so of course we force mhz to try it...and he agreed that it was a bizarre feeling on the throat...so we now know the true meaning of a donut...."year old apple spice donuts from mr. mugs in aylmer quebec" enough of this brak talk...time to sign off with a quick thanx to mhz and d.rez for getting me into these wild groups like skinny puppy, ministry, nine inch nails, hilt, and lard...really amazing. .....it's a wee bit small...but it will have to do......reality hacker jacking out....ciao mun! |
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