What a party!
Photo by Taffy, March 2003
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What a party! Photo by Taffy, March 2003 |
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Something 'bout you baby, chills me to my soul Something 'bout you baby, freezes my poor soul You're an absolute zero, runnin out of control My video chips seem to be doin OK, Com port too, workin both night and day I can see what you're doin, hear what you have to say I'm a fiber optic chick in a Cat 5 universe A fiber optic soul in a Cat 5 universe You're out all night; is it 10baseT, BNC, or worse? You're using Assembly language, baby, I use C++ You're talkin in Assembly; I use C++ A lack of communication leads to a lack of trust You're a binary man in a hexadecimal world A binary man in a hexadecimal world You might as well go find you another girl You're a Classic Mac, honey, takin up PC space A Classic Mac in a PC kind of a place Them NuBus cards are useless in a PC case Thirty-pin RAM, a classic, but it goes too slow Your RAM is classic, but it goes too slow I need faster memory to run my new Windows Your subnet masking ain't for my address Your subnet mask is wrong for my address You might as well leave, our life is a mess You're temperamental, baby, just like a Trident card Temperamental baby, just like an old video card You're always fussing, make my life so hard You say you want out, wanna find a new motherboard You say you want out, you need a new mainboard But a Cyrix chip, honey, is all you can afford |