Firefox can eat a bag of dicks

[Evan]

Every time I attempt to open a PDF file, open my Downloads list, load a bit of flash or close a video from YouTube, the whole damn browser stalls for 2+ minutes.

I've been working on the goddamn google doc for the voting form for ECC for 5+ hours because Mozilla keeps 'encountering errors' causing me to restart and find that my data has been duplicated in weird ways and names are scrambled.

Dear Mozilla, dear Firefox team, dear Google and dear anyone from my ISP I might randomly sling blame on:

Suck it and die screaming from intestinal combustion, you productivity killing cockbites.

That is all.

[California]

Evan...I don't think I've seen this side of you before.





I like it.

[Skarr]

Try being on Staff with the guy for a year. You will see things that cannot be unseen.

[Jeff]

Don't I know it.

[Thornstar]

I don't know about you guys, but we just made a rule that he both:
1. Had to keep his pants on and
2. Was regulated on what he could feed to people in bag form.

Everything else was cool from that point.

Also, from what I've seen of firefox lately, (IE since Flash Player 10 came out) is that it *can,* in fact, ingest phallii in large quantity, but this stops it from doing things it would otherwise be doing. Like working.

[Valerie]

I finally gave up and started using Safari a few days ago.

For those of you who do not Mac, Safari is the browser that comes with your computer that you launch once so you can download Firefox and then keep in your dock in case of emergencies, like the donut tire that forbids you from driving over 55 MPH while using it. (Only for your email, and pictures of animals doing funny things.)

[Evan]

Nov 7, 2011 14:15:06 GMT -8 Jeff said:

Don't I know it.

Little known fact: Mr. Meaders as HST had to ask me to stop NPCing the Assamite Sorcerer Arash because I was too insistent that he get the following home-brew ritual:

Eat a bag of Dicks
Level 5 Ritual (Assamite Sorcery)
The origins of this terrifying ritual are buried in the sands of time and only the most puissant of the Sorcerer bloodline are allowed to even know it exists. This curse calls upon the vilest and darkest emotions the soul can muster and acts as a lense, focusing them on the ritual's target with terrible results. During the night the ritual is to be cast, the caster must have made at least one self control (or instinct test) to stave off (or ride the wave of) a frenzy brought on by frustration or rage. Whether the caster successfully managed to control his beast is irrelevant for the power. The caster bleeds a quantity of vitae based on his generation into a vessel of beaten bronze or copper and invokes a prayer to the spirits of vengeance. As the one hour ritual concludes, the vitae is boiled away by the caster's rage and fuels a malignant and dangerous attack upon the person who caused the caster's earlier frenzy check.
System:The caster must have either staved off, ridden the wave of or fallen to a frenzy caused by outrage or frustration at another person within the same night as the ritual is cast (whether the frenzy was caused by this person is irrelevant; the caster's rage is what fuels the power). The caster bleeds (13 minus the caster's dots in generation) blood points into an appropriate vessel and spends an hour visualizing the horrible things he would like to do to the poor soul responsible for his enraged beast. Each success on the ritual casting roll is a level of unsoakable bashing damage the ritual target is afflicted with as his face, head and shoulders become bruised and lacerated, as if being beaten by a sack of large rubber dildos. The pain caused by this power is frequently less excruciating than the embarassment caused by the multitude of phallus shaped welts that appear on the victim's skin and last a number of night equal to the successes on the ritual activation roll. This ritual can target anyone on the planet at any distance so long as the caster genuinely blames them for his outrage. While botches on ritual checks are generally handled by Storyteller Discretion, in this case, on top of whatever consequences are most appropriate, the caster himself takes an amount of unsoakable damage equal to the blood points used to fuel this power as his misspent rage beats him with a sack of dicks.

[Evan]

In retrospect, I think the problem was Arash hated EVERYONE and Jeff didn't want to have to play Novus saying "Ah, I see my bodyguard has been at your face with his bag of dicks again." like nine times a night.

A legitimate concern, I suppose.

[Webmonkey]

There is no explaination that I can safely give my coworkers as to why I am laughing so hard right now.

Ass.

[The Mouth]

"Silence, or I shall fly at you like a Bag of Cocks."

"An you will receive him like a Satchel of Vaginas."

If you haven't seen it, Mighty Boosh.

[Lily Esther Allen]

All I could think of when I saw this title was:


'I don't think that is kosher.'