Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you: This generation of computer people just don't understand. *shakes his head sadly*
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you: I say 'I remember in my day when floppy disks were floppy!', and they say 'What's a floppy disk, grandad?'
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker exclaiming: Honestly, when I was a youngster, I had to code in BASIC, and uphill both ways!
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you exclaiming: BASIC? You were lucky. I had to code in assembler. But we were too poor to afford the whole thing. I had to program competeley in 0s!
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker exclaiming: 0s? You could afford 0s? We had to program in blank spaces!
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you exclaiming: Blank spaces? We would have killed for blank spaces!
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker: At least you knew what programming was. We still were using abaci.
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you exclaiming: Ooooooh, Abaci! Bloody luxury! We just had the beads in a pile! And when we were finished coding, our dad would come home and thrash us with his belt!
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker exclaiming: your dad had a BELT? Ours just smacked the air at us!
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker exclaiming: Beads? You had BEADS? We had to use our fingers!
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you exclaiming: Ooooh, we *dreamed* of having fingers! We were so poor, we lived as bacteria in a septic tank in Dartmoor! We would have given our left molecules for fingers!
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker exclaiming: you had TWO molecules?!? We were lucky for that extra quark!
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you exclaiming: An extra quark? Bloody luxury! We only existed as a mathematical formula because we couldn't afford any!
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker exclaiming: At least you were a formula! We couldn't afford the punctuation so we were just a bunch of numbers!
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you exclaiming: Numbers? We had the top half of an equals sign, *if* we were lucky!
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker exclaiming: We were just a bunch of pixels not strung together!
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you exclaiming: We weren't even a pixel! We were just a 'pix'!
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker exclaiming: we could only afford 'p'!
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker exclaiming: and we had to steal that!
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you: Aye, and you stole it from us! All we had to live with was the tiny bottom part of the p. We lived in a '.'.
Saffra d'Licious tells you exclaiming: you could afford the '.'? Oh, stinkin' rich folk! We could only afford the ' '!
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you: Rich? Ha! We couldn't even afford the apostrophes! We lived in
You tell Drakkos Wyrmstalker: Damn, you win.
Drakkos Wyrmstalker tells you exclaiming: Aye...but you tell that to the youth of today, do they believe you? No, they bloody well do not!