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From the desk of CV.CRUD
01.08.03	C-002.txt
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   ccrud@calpha.com
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#!/usr/bin/perl
print "Enter Name of Program: ";
$program = <STDIN>;
if ($program eq $work){
    print "Good Program\n";
    }
else {
    warn("YOU BETTER FUCKING WORK $PROGRAM\n");
    warn("OR I AM GOING TO UNLINK YOUR ASS\n");
}
die("FUCK YOU $PROGRAM");
unlink($PROGRAM);

#Fuck it.

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CRAZED CODING CLITS FROM OUTER SPACE PART 1
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disclaimer: The following was passed onto me
from a friend who claimed he was abducted by
these beings.


	Charles was your average middle class 
teen growing up in your average Las Vegas suburb. 
The year was 1979, a time when bands like M,
The Knack, and Chic ruled the airwaves. A very
errie, and confused time. 

	Charles had a secret side, keying
nightly, vast strings of code that would turn into
a gorgeous web of programs. Browsing the web,
searching the unkown BBS's, every open hour, 
of every tired eye.

	One night Charles was chatting on 
BitchX as usual when he looked down:

	[04:33am] [rigor(+i1)]  [#unix] [mail: 1]

	He had new mail. He opened a new pts and typed 
pine (his favorite pop3 client). It was from one of his
sniffers on a Malaysian government box. The mail
was encypted in a form of encryption he encountered
about 6 months ago on the same system, and he had just 
cracked yesterday. "The Chinese's new encryption scheme
really sucks." Charles thougt.

	"Odd.", He fired up his personal cracking program
and selected the CUSTOM 6 cracking option. Within a matter
of minutes the file was decrypted. 
	
	"HOLY BEJEEZUS TUX!", he shouted toward the fluff
filled figure idleing by his server, "ITS A MESSAGE FROM
THE INTER-GALATIC CLITORIS FEDERATION!":

	      !! ATTENTION EARTH CREATURES !!

	We are the Crazed Coding Clits from Outer-Space.
We, over several millenia, have designed, and redesigned 
the human clitoris for maximum pleasure of the male species,
in order for their feminine counter-parts to have ultimate
control over their psyche. 
	We used an advanced programming language, with the
latest high tech bio-pleasure modules designed in the 
galaxy, the result is women ultimatly being in control of
the human destiny.    
			
		-Crazed Coding Clits From Outer-Space


	Will the over grown pleasure nodes help the women
take over mens minds? Will they continue their perverse
programing of weaked willed vagina? 

	Only time shall tell...


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	Ill Fuck You, and the Mother You rode In On. Niglet.