Pentiums Melt In Your Pc, Not In

My Dad And I, We Used To Play Baseball. I Was The Catcher. Which I Liked. Until One Day, I Saw This Game On Tv, And I Said, Hang On, How Come Their Catcher Doesn't Have His Hands Tied To His Ankles?

How Many People Here Have Telekenetic Powers? Raise My Hand.

Interviewers Always Used To Ask Me About My Pageboy Haircut, And It Drove Me Nuts: It Almost Made Me Suspect That There Was Something Strange About It. So I Cut Off My Pageboy.

Computers Aren't Intelligent, They Only Think They Are.

My Computer Beat Me At Checkers, But I Sure Beat It At Kickboxing.