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Lazarus

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  1. Get rid of norton switch to avg use firefox use a firewall (either hardware or software based).
  2. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/6282348.stm
  3. what modem you using?
  4. Lazarus

    data recovery

    Right click on the drive icon, properties, tools then error checking. make sure both options are checked and click 'check now'. it will want to check the disk during the next boot up (and may take a while).
  5. Lazarus

    data recovery

    Have you tried a checkdisk scan?
  6. Lazarus

    Dexter

    I really reccommend 'the adventures of brisco county jnr'. http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0105932/ great fun - loads of shoots outs where no one dies - loads of bar room brawls where no one gets hurt - theres even a 14 round boxing match and the fighters barely have a mark on them at the end. Very easy to watch, some great one liners by campbell - probably very similar to the old western series that used to air in the 60's. oh - and theres a sci-fi twist to it as well. Very fancy.
  7. The sickness record at your firm must be a fucking disgrace!
  8. Without question - its the Sonny Eriksen W880i.
  9. Sounds like the ports arnt forwarded correctly - this basically means your torrent client cant connect to the net. get the make and model of the router, the name of the torrent client and have a look here http://portforward.com/routers.htm and follow the instructions to setup.
  10. Late one night; a young chap was walking home from a club. It was a cold, wet, windy evening, and he was tired and freezing. Most of the streetlights in the area were broken, and the silence was only broken by the occasional sound of a stray cat sifting through a dustbin. Then suddenly he heard a strange noise....... BUMP........ BUMP........ BUMP........ Startled by this, he turned, and to his amazement, through the driving rain, he saw the faint outline of a large box turning into his road. BUMP........ BUMP........ BUMP........ He froze to the spot, he couldn't believe his eyes, as the box approached from the shadows, he was able to make out its shape more clearly....It was a coffin. Not wanting anything to do with this, he put his head down and started walking briskly home. BUMP........ BUMP........ BUMP........ He could feel the coffin gaining on him, he started walking faster......... BUMP........BUMP...... BUMP........BUMP..... BUMP........BUMP...... The coffin was closing with his every step, he started to jog, but he heard the coffin speed up after him...... BUMP........BUMP......BUM P...... BUMP........BUMP......BUM P...... BUMP........BUMP......BUM P...... He started to sprint, but so did the coffin . BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP . BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP ..... BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP . Eventually he made it to his front door, but he knew the coffin was only seconds behind. Fumbling around in his pocket, he pulled out his keys, His hand trembling, he managed to open the lock, he dived inside slamming the front door behind him. He shot into his front room, and jumped into his comfy chair. Suddenly there was a loud crash, as the coffin smashed its way through the front door. The force of the impact broke the lock off the coffin allowing the lid to swing freely on its rusty hinges as it continued its chase..... BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... In horror the young lad fled again, as fast as his shaking legs could take him he bolted upstairs to the bathroom and locked the door........ BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BU MP...SCREECH...HOP... BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BU MP...SCREECH...HOP... BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BU MP...SCREECH...HOP... The coffin again gave chase up the stairs, across the landing and launched itself at the bathroom door. With an almighty smash, the bathroom door flew off its hinges.... The coffin stood in the doorway, then started to approach the young terrified lad. BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... In a last ditch attempt to save his skin, he reached for his bathroom cabinet...... He grabbed a bar of Imperial Leather soap and threw it at the coffin.......still it came . BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... He grabbed his can of Lynx deodorant and threw it ..... > Still it came...... BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... He grabbed his first aid kit and threw it .still it came...... BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...S CREECH... He grabbed some Benelyn cough mixture and threw it........ The coffin stopped.
  11. Doesnt brooking waffle on about this from time to time? Anyone actually know what he's doing to 'save football'?
  12. Someone should pass the number onto the Mc Cann family.
  13. Whats the ACA? Affiliation of Crusty Accountants?
  14. The Ronnie Gill has us going for Heinze. http://icnewcastle.icnetwork.co.uk/newcast...-name_page.html
  15. Freddies 'know how' is apparantly rubbing off on our new owner - link the club with a superstar and sell an extra 5000 season tickets.
  16. Is a badger big ???? Not in my experience. nee good to me then ... Welly top ?
  17. Lazarus

    Australia

    Oi, Jimbo, don't blame us for him! If he was one of us he at least would of been witty enough to make a comment about it being worse piss than XXXX or something. Laz, who's piece of fiction is that? The article appeared in the New York Times and the Washington Journal
  18. Deco ahead of Raul. Deco makes Barcelona tick and does a lot of dirty work in centre midfield. Luque was faster than Raul has ever been. Raul wouldn't add anything to Newcastle. I'd rather take Iniesta over Deco, but this story has been a bit of a no-brainer from day one, Mike Ashley from the start spoke of NUFC becoming a global brand, and that means "Beckham" style players, household names that promote the club without having a trophy to earn it, the problem being, without a trophy or Champions League football it is hard to attract a marque name. And even if we did - such a player will probably want a release clause............
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    Australia

    The Confusing Country Australia is a very confusing place, taking up a large amount of the bottom half of the planet. It is recognisable from orbit because of many unusual features, including what at first looks like an enormous bite taken out of its southern edge; a wall of sheer cliffs which plunge deep into the girthing sea. Geologists assure us that this is simply an accident of geomorphology and plate tectonics, but they still call it the "Great Australian Bight" proving that not only are they covering up a more frightening theory, but they can't spell either. The first of the confusing things about Australia is the status of the place. Where other land masses and sovereign lands are classified as either continent, island, or country, Australia is considered all three. Typically, it is unique in this. The second confusing thing about Australia are the animals.They can be divided into three categories: Poisonous, Odd, and Sheep. It is true that of the 10 most poisonous arachnids on the planet,Australia has 9 of them. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that of the 9 most poisonous arachnids, Australia has all of them. The same applies with snakes. With Australians having the 10 most deadly reptiles anywhere in the world. Any visitors should be careful to check inside boots (before putting them on) under toilet seats (before sitting down) and generally everywhere else. A stick is very useful for this task. However any attempt to pick up a stick should be done with care since it is likely that the stick could also be one of the deadly snakes. Strangely, it tends to be the second class of animals (the Odd) that are more dangerous. The creature that kills the most people each year is the common Wombat. It is nearly as ridiculous as its name, and spends its life digging holes in the ground, in which it hides. During the night it comes out to feed. The wombat kills people in two ways: First, the animal is indestructible. Digging holes in the hard Australian clay builds muscles that outclass Olympic weightlifters. At night, they often wander the roads. Semi-trailers have hit them at high speed, with all 9 wheels on one side, and this merely makes them very annoyed. They express this by snorting, glaring, and walking away. Alas, to smaller cars, the wombat becomes an asymmetrical launching pad, with results that can be imagined, but not adequately described. The second way the wombat kills people relates to its burrowing behaviour. If a person happens to put their hand down a Wombat hole, the Wombat will feel the disturbance and think "Ho! My hole is collapsing!" at which it will brace its muscled legs and push up against the roof of its burrow with incredible force, to prevent its collapse. Any unfortunate hand will be crushed, and attempts to withdraw will cause the Wombat to simply push up harder. The unfortunate will then bleed to death through their crushed hand. This is considered the third most embarrassing known way to die, and Australians don't talk about it much. The last confusing thing about Australia is the inhabitants. First, a short history: Some time around 40,000 years ago, some people arrived in boats from the north. They ate all the available food, and a lot of them died. The ones that survived learned respect for the balance of nature, man's proper place in the scheme of things, snakes and spiders and sticks. They settled in, and spent a lot of the intervening time making up strange stories. Then, around 200 years ago, Europeans arrived in boats from the north. More accurately, European convicts were sent, with a few deranged and stupid people in charge. They tried to plant their crops in fall (failing to take account of the reversal of the seasons when moving from the top half of the planet to the bottom), ate all their food, and a lot of them died. About then the sheep arrived, and have been treasured ever since. It is interesting to note here that the Europeans always consider themselves vastly superior to any other race they encounter, since they can lie, cheat, steal, and litigate (marks of a civilised culture they say) - whereas all the Aboriginals can do is happily survive being left in the middle of a vast red-hot desert, equipped with a stick. Eventually, the new lot of people stopped being Europeans on extended holiday and became Australians. The changes are subtle, but deep, caused by the mind-stretching expanses of nothingness and eerie quiet, where a person can sit perfectly still and look deep inside themselves to the core of their essence, their reasons for being, and the necessity of checking inside your boots every morning for fatal surprises. They also picked up the most finely tuned sense of irony in the world, and the Aboriginal gift for making up stories. Be warned. Most Australians are now urban dwellers, having discovered the primary use of electricity, which is air-conditioning and refrigerators. There is also the matter of the beaches. Australian beaches are simply the nicest and best in the entire world. Although anyone actually venturing into the sea will have to contend with sharks, stinging jellyfish, stonefish (a fish which sits on the bottom of the sea, pretends to be a rock, and has venomous barbs sticking out of its back that will kill just from the pain) and surfboarders. However, watching a beach sunset is worth the risk. As a result of all this hardship, dirt, thirst, and wombats, you would expect Australians to be a dour lot. Instead, they are genial, jolly, cheerful, and always willing to share a kind word with a stranger, unless they are an American and you insult their beer. Faced with insurmountable odds and seemingly impossible problems, they smile disarmingly and look for a stick. Major engineering feats have been performed with sheets of corrugated iron, string, and mud. Alone of all the races on earth, they seem to be free from the 'Grass is Greener on the other side of the fence' syndrome, and roundly proclaim that Australia is, in fact, the other side of that fence. They call the land "Oz", "Godzone" (a verbal contraction of "God's Own Country") and "Best bloody place on earth, bar none, strewth." The irritating thing about this is they may be right. There are some traps for the unsuspecting traveller, though. Do not under any circumstances suggest that the beer is imperfect, unless you are comparing it to another kind of Australian beer. Do not wear a Hawaiian shirt. Religion and Politics are safe topics of conversation (Australians don't care too much about either) but Sport is a minefield. The only correct answer to "So, howdya' like our country, eh?" is "Best {insert your own regional swear word here} country in the world!". It is very likely that, on arriving, some cheerful Australians will 'adopt' you, and on your first night, and take you to a pub where Australian Beer is served. Despite the obvious danger, do not refuse. It is a form of initiation rite. You will wake up late the next day with an astonishing hangover, a foul-taste in your mouth, and wearing strange clothes. Your hosts will usually make sure you get home, and waive off any legal difficulties with "It's his first time in Australia, so we took him to the pub.", to which the policeman will sagely nod and close his notebook. Be sure to tell the story of these events to every other Australian you encounter, adding new embellishments at every stage, and noting how strong the beer was. Thus you will be accepted into this unique culture. Tips to Surviving Australia... * Don't ever put your hand down a hole for any reason whatsoever. We mean it. * The beer is stronger than you think, regardless of how strong you think it is. * Always carry a stick. * Always check the stick is indeed a stick. * Seek air-conditioning. * Do not attempt to use Australian slang, unless you are a trained linguist and good in a fistfight. * Thick socks. Thicker shoes * Take good maps. * If you leave the urban areas, carry several litres of water with you at all times, or you will die. * Even in the most embellished stories told by Australians, there is always a core of truth that it is unwise to ignore. * See Also: "Deserts: How to die in them", "The Stick: Second most useful thing ever" and "Poisonous and Venomous snakes, arachnids, insects, animals, trees, shrubs, fish and sheep of Australia, Volumes I to LXII"
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