Jaws-of-life
November 30th, 2001, 05:37 PM
Twas' the night before an ECM and all through the house, Not a TV was working, not even a mouse.The programmers unplugged their loaders in despair, with hopes that a fix soon would be there. The hackers were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of Hu unloopers danced in their heads.
When out in the machine room there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my desk to see what was the matter. And what to wondering eyes should appear? A super Hu hacker from West virginia with a six-pack of beer!
His loader was all a glow; the magical unit we once thought so rare, as he turned out great code with a bit-pusher's flair. More rapid than reindeer, his programs they came, as he cursed and muttered and called them by name...
On LOAD! On READ! On WRITE! On GLITCH!
On EXTREME! On PROGRAM! ALL LEDS ARE LIT!
His eyes were glassed over, his fingers nimble and lean,
From nights and weekends in front of the screen.
With a wink of his eye and a twitch of his head,
He soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Turning FF's and 00's into codes that worked; suddenly he turned with a jerk; And laying his finger upon the "ENTER" key, The dss system came up and worked perfectly.
The PPV's were free, the blanks screens could know be seen, and the beauties on 596 were all a gleam.
He tested each channel, and they showed so well,
With nary a glitch all had gone well.
The system was finished the tests were concluded,
The users' last changes were even included. As the user exclaimed with a snarl so brave,
"It's just what I asked for, so screw you Dirctc TV!!"
:gg :gg :gg
When out in the machine room there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my desk to see what was the matter. And what to wondering eyes should appear? A super Hu hacker from West virginia with a six-pack of beer!
His loader was all a glow; the magical unit we once thought so rare, as he turned out great code with a bit-pusher's flair. More rapid than reindeer, his programs they came, as he cursed and muttered and called them by name...
On LOAD! On READ! On WRITE! On GLITCH!
On EXTREME! On PROGRAM! ALL LEDS ARE LIT!
His eyes were glassed over, his fingers nimble and lean,
From nights and weekends in front of the screen.
With a wink of his eye and a twitch of his head,
He soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Turning FF's and 00's into codes that worked; suddenly he turned with a jerk; And laying his finger upon the "ENTER" key, The dss system came up and worked perfectly.
The PPV's were free, the blanks screens could know be seen, and the beauties on 596 were all a gleam.
He tested each channel, and they showed so well,
With nary a glitch all had gone well.
The system was finished the tests were concluded,
The users' last changes were even included. As the user exclaimed with a snarl so brave,
"It's just what I asked for, so screw you Dirctc TV!!"
:gg :gg :gg