Those were totally wicked hilarious! Especially the last one!
A child was watching his mother sift through and delete a long list of junk E-mail on the computer screen.
"This reminds me of the Lord's Prayer," the child said.
"What do you mean?" the mother asked.
"You know. That part about 'deliver us from E-mail."
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Signs You Have a Bad Computer:
• Lower corner of screen has the words "Etch-A-Sketch" on it.
• In order to start it you need some jumper cables and a friend's car.
• Whenever you turn it on all the dogs in your neighborhood start howling.
• The manual contains only one sentence: "Good Luck!"
• The only chip inside is a Dorito.
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Abort, Retry, Ignore
Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary,
System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor,
Longing for the warmth of bedsheets,
Still I sat there, doing spreadsheets:
Having reached the bottom line,
I took a floppy from the drawer.
Typing with a steady hand, I then invoked the SAVE command
But got instead a reprimand: It read "Abort, Retry, Ignore".
Was this some occult illusion? Some maniacal intrusion?
These were choices Solomon himself had never faced before.
Carefully, I weighed my options.
These three seemed to be the top ones.
Clearly, I must now adopt one....
Choose: "Abort, Retry, Ignore".
With my fingers pale and trembling,
Slowly toward the keyboard bending,
Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored,
Praying for some guarantee
Finally I pressed a key....
But on the screen what did I see?
Again: "Abort, Retry, Ignore".
I tried to catch the chips off-guard....
I pressed again, but twice as hard.
Luck was just not in the cards,
I saw what I had seen before.
Now I typed in desperation,
Trying random combinations.
Still there came the incantation....
Choose: "Abort, Retry, Ignore".
There I sat, distraught, exhausted, by my own machine accosted;
Getting up, I turned away and paced across the office floor.
And then I saw an awful sight,
A bold and blinding flash of light,
A lightning bolt that cut the night and shook me to my very core.
The PC screen collapsed an died,
"Oh no....my database", I cried.
I thought I heard a voice reply,
"You'll see your data....Nevermore!"
To this day I do not know
The place to which our data goes.
Perhaps it goes to Heaven where the angels have it stored.
But as for productivity....well,
I fear it has gone straight to Hell.
And that's the tale I have to tell....
Your choice: "Abort, Retry, Ignore".
2007-03-04 10:27:36
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answered by ineedu2luveme 2
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its funny for those who are into computing
let me tell u one
Tech support : Yes ma'am, how may I help you ?
Customer : I wanna download the internet, how much space do I
need ?
2007-03-04 10:28:19
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answer #5
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answered by Anonymous
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Not bad, but i didn't quite get the Pentium one....
2007-03-04 10:22:01
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answered by anjali k 3
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Some funny, some not. Mainly not!
2007-03-04 10:37:35
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answer #8
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answered by mrsallport 3
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