posted on Jan, 29 2006 @ 09:24 PM
Frrrnny nehhhn viffff monnfff.
*Puts dentures back in mouth*
*click*
39 this month.
Ah reemembers, ATS back in th' day. None o this cuttin and pasting from sunup to sundown.
When I was yer age, a feller had to split his own logs, because the internet was wood-burnin!
And Yer diddin just type stuff inna liddle box onna screen. Ya scrawled it onto an old grocery sack with a blue crayon and FAXXED it into ATS
central.
Our confimation of the post came in morse code, but you had to listen carfully if the cricket inside yer compewter was a-gittin tired.
THAT waz the innernet yer grammy and I knew.
And we were grateful for it.
No go to bed, the lot of ya!
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