WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?

@Tryagain,

Tryagain wrote:

Yasher koach DrewDad.

Who's coming? Who's going? Who's changing places?

A Mathematician, a Biologist and a Physicist are sitting in a street cafe watching people going in and coming out of the house on the other side of the street. First they see two people going into the house. Time passes. After a while they notice three persons coming out of the house.

The Physicist: "The measurement wasn't accurate."

The Biologist: "They have reproduced."

The Mathematician: "If now exactly one person enters the house then it will be empty again."

QED

Hey!!! That's very funny.

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OK people. Fess up. How many of you 50,000 + users have experienced this problem and failed to make it known? I know you're out there.

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@Intrepid,

Intrepid wrote:

OK people. Fess up. How many of you 50,000 + users have experienced this problem and failed to make it known? I know you're out there.

Well, I kind of had a lot of trouble getting the validation code to work when I first tried to log in.....(my password was too short)...which is why I was Borat Sister at first.

But Craven fixed it.

It didn't seem to be as annoying as Setanta's problem, though.

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@dlowan,

The thing which struck me, Miss Wabbit, was that the entire situation was anomalous. Despite Craven's little dig, i don't profess to be a perfect typist. Because i habitually hit enter rather than hitting the submit button with the mouse, i have several times entered my password incorrectly and hit return just at the instant that i realized i had made a typo, because i could feel that i hadn't hit the right keys.

On this occasion, the response was not the same as it usually is when i make a mistake in entering the password. Several subsequent attempts to enter the password, during which time i typed it in with a single finger, watching carefully to see that i had entered the password correctly all yielded the same result. The response of the system was anomalous for either a situation in which the password is entered correctly or incorrectly.

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It didn't seem to be as annoying as Setanta's problem, though.

What was frustrating was the all too natural assumption that nothing anomalous could have occurred, but rather that i must have entered the password incorrectly . . . repeatedly.

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Dlowan lovingly wrote, “Hey!!! That's very funny”

Oh Deb’s my favorite Bondi Beach babe; that’s the last time I take my pants off with the light on!

Mr. Gentile wrote:

“I've theorized and not been able to even think of a realistic theory. So whatever the case may be, if it can't be replicated I can't do much more. You can take shots at my competency and technical skill if you want…”

Now there’s an invite you don’t get to see every day; so seizing the banner with the strange device and unashamedly stating that my knowledge of coding is only exceeded by Roberts knowledge of the mating habits of the Dodo. I took up the cedule to prove the end user is not a putz!

The result of my quest is that in an attempt to replicate the experience, the system reported as proof, if proof be needed that it was a simple user ID ten T error.

Proof of the code I used:

Code:

while (living)

{

    angst++;

    ddf_self_rightousness=angst*2;

    itchiness = angst - 1;



    if (itchiness > 500)

    {

        cout<<"Too many bug bites!"<<endl;

        living = false;

    }

}



// Loop Invarient:  Itchiness is always less than angst.

A logarithm is just a misspelled algorithm.

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I thought a logrhythm was music and dance performed by lumberjacks.

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@Tryagain,

I don't know why you assume Robert doesn't know about the mating habits of the dodo.....

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@Setanta,

Set, with your encyclopaedic knowledge I concur…

I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night. I work all day.

Mounties : He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea.

Mounties: He cuts down trees. He eats his lunch.
He goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shopping
And has buttered scones for tea.

Chorus : I'm (He's) a lumberjack, and I'm (he's) okay.
I (He) sleep(s) all night and I (he) work(s) all day.

I cut down trees. I skip and jump.
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars.

Mounties : He cuts down trees. He skips and jumps.
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around in bars?!

Chorus : I'm (He's) a lumberjack, and I'm (he's) okay.
I (He) sleep(s) all night and I (he) work(s) all day.

I cut down trees. I wear high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie,
Just like my dear Mama (or Papa in later versions)

Mounties : He cuts down trees. He wears high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra?!

Chorus : I'm (He's) a lumberjack, and I'm (he's) okay.
I (He) sleep(s) all night and I (he) work(s) all day.

Yes, I'm (He's) a lumberjack, and I'm (he's) ok-a-y.
I (He) sleep(s) all night and I (he) work(s) all day

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@dlowan,

I am sorry Deb’s if it comes as a shock that Roberts knowledge of Raphus cucullatus is to be found wanting; how else would he laugh at…

At functions’ party, everybody is having fun. You can see Square Root and Addition grooving all around, Logarithm is boozing with some friends, Cosine is chatting some girls up. But there, in a dark corner, Exponential is sitting all by himself, sad and blue, his eyes fixed on the ground. Tangent and Arc Tangent approach him and say: “Come on, what you’re doing there! It’s a party, you gotta have fun! Just integrate with the others!”. Exponential glances them even more depressed and replies: “and how exactly would that change things?”

WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?

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