pmech
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OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Man that would look pretty kick ass
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... cough... ahem... i dont believe you... i'll need proof... I need this video to believe anything in this world! Please, for Gods sake, find me this video someone! I'll host it for gosh sakes! www.pmech.net/Misc-Videos
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i had to pause the uploads as i was installing a new site - its back up again, and done 500
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I have a question: What the hell is a slipmat? Like a rug/throw for a bathroom?
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Yeah Aim it in the GENERAL direction of the source Its just a bigger antenna, that picks up a signal better
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www.PMech.net/JessicaAlba I am uploading about 1500 picture right now Check back in an hour at the most, and it'll be done
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no, the PCI card you have in your computer has a connection that looks similar to a coaxle cable - the antenna TWISTS into it to pick up the signal - the can-tenna replaces that old little antenna, and you just screw it into its place.
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Point it at the source
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http://www.thinkgeek.com/computing/accessories/7060/ There you go!
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Well 465 were suppose to go... only 40 went I bought about 500 credits from ImageShack.us But now I have my own Image Site... 3500MB storage space, and 90 gigs of bandwidth... I will be flooding this site soon PMech.net - It'll be set up in 47 hours completely, once the domain finds it way home - best $25 ever
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Hmmm I am doing a bulk upload of 465 Gisele pictures right now, I'll have the entire link list up later tonight
Supra (the King) please make me a moving gisele avatar ... if you want I have a vid hit me on MSN: [email protected]
Spoiled... When we all get rich, we can choose to do whatever we want. Let her spoil herself, who cares... She earned it; besides, none of us have to put up with her bitchin' then
Whoa talk about co-incident... When I was reading page 7 I was thinking about putting that one... THen I saw it... Great minds think alike I guess
Ass with class
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Jacques Chirac, The French Prime Minister, was sitting in his office when his telephone rang. "Hallo, Mr. Chirac!" a heavily accented voice said. "This is Paddy down at the Harp Pub in County Sligo, Ireland. I am ringing to inform you that we are officially declaring war on you!" "Well, Paddy," Chirac replied, "This is indeed important news! How big is your army?" "Right now," said Paddy, after a moment's calculation, "there is meself, me cousin, Sean, me next door neighbor, Seamus, and the entire dart team from the pub. That makes eight!" Chirac paused. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have one hundred thousand men in my army waiting to move on my command." "Begorra!" said Paddy. "I'll have to ring you back!" Sure enough, the next day, Paddy called again. "Mr. Chirac, the war is still on. We have managed to get us some infantry equipment!" "And what equipment would that be, Paddy?" Chirac asked. "Well, we have two combines, a bulldozer, and Murphy's farm tractor." Chirac sighed, amused. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have 6,000 tanks and 5,000 armored personnel carriers. Also, I've increased my army to one hundred fifty thousand, since we last spoke." "Saints preserve us!" said Paddy. "I'll have to get back to you." Sure enough, Paddy rang again the next day. "Mr. Chirac, the war is still on! We have managed to get ourselves airborne! We've modified Jackie McLaughlin's ultra-light with a couple of shotguns in the cockpit, and four boys from the Shamrock Pub have joined us as well!" Chirac was silent for a minute and then cleared his throat. "I must tell you, Paddy, that I have 100 bombers and 200 fighter planes. My military complex is surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile sites. And since we last spoke, I've increased my army to two hundred thousand!" "Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!", said Paddy, "I'll have to ring you back." Sure enough, Paddy called again the next day. "Top o' the mornin', Mr.Chirac! I am sorry to tell you that we have had to call off the war." "I'm sorry to hear that," said Chirac. "Why the sudden change of heart?" "Well," said Paddy, "we've all had a long chat over a bunch of pints, and decided there's no foo-kin' way we can feed two hundred thousand prisoners.