Ey this’ll get ya arrested in Boston.

Hey man. I could totally use that for…some lemonade I could maybe make maybe.

Weekend at Chase Manhattan.

Oh hell yeah. (T-Rex sounds)

Dog: Oh do you fellows also have yachts?

Derek needs to be on the sandwich offender list.

In prison.

Butthole destroyed.

Make check on coin.

Massive loss in value.

No.

It’s some form of elvish.

“The language is that of Mordor, specifically the legal team giving the terms and conditions, Frodo.”

Do you moo, sir?

I do moo.

But do you moo at ME, sir?!

He’s gone mad with power!

I was thinking more of a concept that you would love to see, like personally I’d love to see Crusader Kings combined with Total War drop in battles.

I only use my programming for good. For instance Bat_Count.exe lets the user enter a number and then the Count from sesame street will count to this number and say “Ah ah ah!” at the end.

This is what we in the industry refer to as a “big oof.”

We’re trying to AVOID making machines kill us all, not accelerate it.

“In my professional opinion, this network is haunted.”
…haunted?
(Points to various certifications) “HAUNTED.”

The longer I’m in IT, the more I realize that the adeptus mechanicus might be on to something with beseeching the machine spirit.

Let me tell you something. I once had a chance to buy one of those giant ass snickers bars. It was designed by engineers to be eaten as a group activity, but I had a theory I could just eat it, and screw everyone else. I was young at the time, but sometimes youth makes “good” choices that turn out horrible. I didn’t buy that giant bar. I regret it. I regret that I’ll never be able to chonk out. Chonk out like a mad man. No. Now you can’t even buy them any more. What was once a dream, is now ash. What is left to do now? Eat a salad!? WHY DID I MISS MY OPPORTUNITY OH LORD!!!

Welcome to English!
“What are the rules?”
(Satanic laughing)

I’d watch a noir detective film about a programmer going over some wackadoodle code.

Malfoy about to say Potter.