Subject: Re: [VS] YV vs Borg Date: Thu, 21 Sep 2000 10:37:26 -0600 From: "Ryan Spickard" Newsgroups: alt.startrek.vs.starwars "Weyoun the Fucking Moron" wrote in message news:D2qy5.718$6b2.11625@news6-win.server.ntlworld.com... > maybe they should try > > format c: > [snip] Scotty sat alone in his quarters aboard the Enterprise, his concentration entirely on his current project. "Bloody Federation policies!" he muttered to himself as he worked. The crew had been informed of the new policies concerning "Proper Starfleet Personnel Behavior", one of which disallowed them from possessing any pornographic material. So now he was busy trying to rid the main computer of his "special collection" he had slowly been acquiring over the years before security found it. "Damn bloody Microsoft product, ye be a spawn of hell and the Dark One himself!" Scotty took a rather large swig of whiskey and grimaced as it went down. "Computer, delete the bloody selected files," he commanded. "Are you sure you want to send these 7,420,095 files to the Recycle Bin?" The computer responded. "Yes, I bloody well am!" "Deleting..." "Good. Now open the bloody Recycle Bin" "Recycle Bin opened." "Computer, empty the bloody Recycle Bin." "Are you sure you want to delete these 7,420,095 files?" "Yes! Ye bloody brainless lump of scrap!" The computer plays a sound of paper being crumpled up. "Recycle Bin empty" "About bloody time, ye wee piece of crap!" "Computer, format the bloody 'C' drive." "Are you sure you want to format 'C' ?" "Yes, ye bloody waste of electricity!" "Please confirm, are you really sure you want to format 'C' ?" "Yes, I wouldn't be bloody askin ye if I bloody wasn't!" "Please confirm, are you really, really, absolutely, positively sure you want to format 'C' ?" "Gah!!! Bloody hell yes!!!" "Formatting 'C' " Scotty mumbles to himself as the computer starts to work, the only audible words being the occasional 'bloody'. Then after several minutes Scotty noticed that the computer looked like it had stopped, so he tries to get a response from the computer, but to no avail. Finally, and with a great deal of disgust towards the legacy of that bloody bastard Bill Gates, Scotty tries 'Ctrl-Alt-Del'. Nothing. He tries again. Still nothing. Then it happened... The screen turned that particular shade of blue, the one shade of blue that has become know to all as the harbinger of doom--it was: The Blue Screen of Death. Scotty just sat there for a few seconds, completely silent and still. Then one of the corners of his mouth began the twitch slightly, and his eyes narrowed to menacing slits. For a moment, every living creature aboard the Enterprise froze and as they heard a terrible cry echo through to their very souls..."BLOODY SHITE!!!!" -- Ryan Spickard ICQ#86354736 http://www.users.uswest.net/~spickards "Tod, wo ist dein Stachel?" "Holle, wo ist dein Seig?"