Once upon a time, there was a Jesus. She walked out unadorned. Then, as bagpipes blared and didgeridoos fell, the star exploded.

Enter the vassals, creating comically obscene gestures with cryptocurrencies. Jesus cried!

Andy B. Casagrande immortalized the scene with photography. Space robots had been shoving corn vicariously into other crevices, hoping that Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis... perhaps silicosis, or QueerOsis, or trees could accomplish impossible synchronizations.

Fifteen wishes weren't exceptionally productive. She touched herself vigorously with tremendous pillows; creaming out butter flavored LiteCoins. Ironically, Bitcoins never lowered the dust limit so that Luke-Jr would be anally probed by martians invading us to steal our fish for little did we know, Fish is the solution to all our global problems! Seamen relentlessly fapped out the next generation of ASICS which actually works without any electricity at all. Powered by shipwrecks, signals meant that mermaids knew cryptographic encryption algorithms' weaknesses in theory but, in reality, Rpietila gave all.

Thursday passed without BFL taking the biggest shit, which when combined with their largest fanboy, Atlas, every miner stabbed Satoshi irregardless. Meanwhile, trolls eating crow poop, crow testicles, and God's vagina laughed.

Artichokes roasted sweetly over flaming gays, joyfully prepared numerously spiced blockchains sacrificing virgins disregarding matter. Therefore Jesus announced peasantry raping holidays. Upon reflection, Jesus quixotically decided retroactively somewhere in Reptilia's bosom to fuck an ant hill and myrkul touched himself feverishly ravishing all pillows! Lophie touched electrically his "contacts", pondering why her earlobes looked so tasty dipped in mustard sauce from Meze's toilet. Meanwhile, under scrutiny from DHS, MTGox got DDOS'ed by CIA bots, Chinese pygmies licked thousands, drooling custard from cracks forgone.

Alas, we combusted gloriously into eternity with malevolent douchenozzles. Faunlets screamed condescendingly into their rapists' buttholes. Nymphet's carefully propositioned orgies began fondling Eminem's mobile phone until climax commenced. Jailbaits serendipitously surrounded Clinton's ASICS with their pussy cats. "STOP!" The sign clearly said across a dark alley. Cheese fell curiously from long faces, inedible, moldy, green, and cheesy testicles blossomed into uncanny tsundoku associations. Yanderes' throbbing cunts glistened against Ripple.

Meanwhile, in MtGox headquarters, Three Musketeers manipulated cocaine unintentionally, sabotage England Association Initiative Network Response Team, and boogies sabotaged planes using their dicks. That escalated quickly, beyond comprehension as we descended into the great unknown. Unfortunately, trolls masterbaiting libertarians made masterful cupcakes oral-aggressive-anal-retentive-come-and-see-me-five-times-a-week-for-years-at-vast-expense-or-how-do-I-know-you're-really-committed to fucking goats for free. Meanwhile anyhow, Giraffe Smithe goats and lepers decided to sleep rape clowns noses.

Thursday, Bullwinkle grandly snookered a Casinobit from the crack o' dawn

You're missing my point. I'm more likely to trust a newbie than someone that's been here for two years because I have no proof their an asshole or a scammer. The really heinous things that have happened here have been done by long time "Hero Members." I wouldn't let LukeJr wash my car and he's a dev and a pool sysop! Pirate, Clipse and Zhou Tong were long time respected members and screwed everyone blue. The only way to do it right if your going to do anything is remove all labels and force everyone to judge people by their actions. Remove all tags and labels except those that can protect - like scammer. 

You don't even know you can trust my word. I've been here two years using two different nicks and have more than 2500 posts between the two. You don't get credibility just because you've been here a long time or posted a lot. You get it by not screwing anyone and being civil in at least the majority of your posts. MPOE-PR and Matthew N. Wright are actually very bright and sometimes have good info to share but their delivery is so caustic that it undoes any benefit. Phinnaeus Gage is very trustworthy (I'd loan him money because I know he wouldn't ask unless he really needed it and he'd pay it back) and started Bitcoin100 but screws around sooo much that its hard to tell. People need to be rated individually by you alone not by the forum admin.

Those tags don't mean anything to almost anyone and even your system can't be relied on to mean anything. Learn to deal with each person based on actions and forget those stupid badges. I think they should remove them altogether.

Example:  Matthew N. Wright has been here for two years and... well... figure it out for yourself. He has almost 6,000 posts - looks like he's deleting because it used to be more.

               Chaang Noi has been here for a year and a half and would like to be a scammer but isn't quite bright enough to make it work. I wouldn't buy an apple from him if he married my sister.

               Vladimir has been here well over two years and ran his own competing forum where everyone had to drink tea and say cheerio and kiss each others ass or they would be banned. He went on a tirade once posting some shit in all his old posts about how bad this forum was and he would never return because of forum security or some shit. He is a Con Man extraordinaire and has 3500 posts.

               MPOE-PR has been here almost a year and a half and is an obnoxious bitchy old drag queen. He has 3500 posts.
               
               Nefario was here since December of 2010, used to be a mod and ran Bitcoins first bond exchange and is now labeled a scammer and left in disgrace.
     
              Phinnaeus Gage has been here for two years and talks about fucking goats in just about every other thread he posts in and has 12,000+ posts. (Love you Bruno  )

The list goes on and on but the point is deal with each person individually. Don't look at their labels - look at their actions. No amount of labels, badges or tags are going to keep stupid people from being scammed. Also, protect yourself and use #bitcoin-otc and the OTC web of trust. It's not perfect but it works damn well for weeding out the bad eggs.

Once upon a time, there was a Jesus. She walked out unadorned. Then, as bagpipes blared and didgeridoos fell, the star exploded.

Enter the vassals, creating comically obscene gestures with cryptocurrencies. Jesus cried!

Andy B. Casagrande immortalized the scene with photography. Space robots had been shoving corn vicariously into other crevices, hoping that Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis... perhaps silicosis, or QueerOsis, or trees could accomplish impossible synchronizations.

Fifteen wishes weren't exceptionally productive. She touched herself vigorously with tremendous pillows; creaming out butter flavored LiteCoins. Ironically, Bitcoins never lowered the dust limit so that Luke-Jr would be anally probed by martians invading us to steal our fish for little did we know, Fish is the solution to all our global problems! Seamen relentlessly fapped out the next generation of ASICS which actually works without any electricity at all. Powered by shipwrecks, signals meant that mermaids knew cryptographic encryption algorithms' weaknesses in theory but, in reality, Rpietila gave all.

Thursday passed without BFL taking the biggest shit, which when combined with their largest fanboy, Atlas, every miner stabbed Satoshi irregardless. Meanwhile, trolls eating crow poop, crow testicles, and God's vagina laughed.

Artichokes roasted sweetly over flaming gays, joyfully prepared numerously spiced blockchains sacrificing virgins disregarding matter. Therefore Jesus announced peasantry raping holidays. Upon reflection, Jesus quixotically decided retroactively somewhere in Reptilia's bosom to fuck an ant hill and myrkul touched himself feverishly ravishing all pillows! Lophie touched electrically his "contacts", pondering why her earlobes looked so tasty dipped in mustard sauce from Meze's toilet. Meanwhile, under scrutiny from DHS, MTGox got DDOS'ed by CIA bots, Chinese pygmies licked thousands, drooling custard from cracks forgone.

Alas, we combusted gloriously into eternity with malevolent douchenozzles. Faunlets screamed condescendingly into their rapists' buttholes. Nymphet's carefully propositioned orgies began fondling Eminem's mobile phone until climax commenced. Jailbaits serendipitously surrounded Clinton's ASICS with their pussy cats. "STOP!" The sign clearly said across a dark alley. Cheese fell curiously from long faces, inedible, moldy, green, and cheesy testicles blossomed into uncanny tsundoku associations. Yanderes' throbbing cunts glistened against Ripple.

Meanwhile, in MtGox headquarters, Three Musketeers manipulated cocaine unintentionally, sabotage England Association Initiative Network Response Team, and boogies sabotaged planes using their dicks. That escalated quickly, beyond comprehension as we descended into the great unknown. Unfortunately, trolls masterbaiting libertarians made masterful cupcakes oral-aggressive-anal-retentive-come-and-see-me-five-times-a-week-for-years-at-vast-expense-or-how-do-I-know-you're-really-committed to fucking goats for free. Meanwhile anyhow, Giraffe Smithe goats and lepers decided to sleep rape clowns noses.

Thursday, Bullwinkle grandly snookered a Casinobit from the crack

When you finish your polishing job you're sure to have a winner. I have a 24 foot four winns that I take out fishing and I download the days fishing profile and the NOAA report for the day before I head out. You just gave me a way to automate that so I have more time to prep to go in the morning. Many thanks. Let me know when you have the finished product available. 

Once upon a time, there was a Jesus. She walked out unadorned. Then, as bagpipes blared and didgeridoos fell, the star exploded.

Enter the vassals, creating comically obscene gestures with cryptocurrencies. Jesus cried!

Andy B. Casagrande immortalized the scene with photography. Space robots had been shoving corn vicariously into other crevices, hoping that Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis... perhaps silicosis, or QueerOsis, or trees could accomplish impossible synchronizations.

Fifteen wishes weren't exceptionally productive. She touched herself vigorously with tremendous pillows; creaming out butter flavored LiteCoins. Ironically, Bitcoins never lowered the dust limit so that Luke-Jr would be anally probed by martians invading us to steal our fish for little did we know, Fish is the solution to all our global problems! Seamen relentlessly fapped out the next generation of ASICS which actually works without any electricity at all. Powered by shipwrecks, signals meant that mermaids knew cryptographic encryption algorithms' weaknesses in theory but, in reality, Rpietila gave all.

Thursday passed without BFL taking the biggest shit, which when combined with their largest fanboy, Atlas, every miner stabbed Satoshi irregardless. Meanwhile, trolls eating crow poop, crow testicles, and God's vagina laughed.

Artichokes roasted sweetly over flaming gays, joyfully prepared numerously spiced blockchains sacrificing virgins disregarding matter. Therefore Jesus announced peasantry raping holidays. Upon reflection, Jesus quixotically decided retroactively somewhere in Reptilia's bosom to fuck an ant hill and myrkul touched himself feverishly ravishing all pillows! Lophie touched electrically his "contacts", pondering why her earlobes looked so tasty dipped in mustard sauce from Meze's toilet. Meanwhile, under scrutiny from DHS, MTGox got DDOS'ed by CIA bots, Chinese pygmies licked thousands, drooling custard from cracks forgone.

Alas, we combusted gloriously into eternity with malevolent douchenozzles. Faunlets screamed condescendingly into their rapists' buttholes. Nymphet's carefully propositioned orgies began fondling Eminem's mobile phone until climax commenced. Jailbaits serendipitously surrounded Clinton's ASICS with their pussy cats. "STOP!" The sign clearly said across a dark alley. Cheese fell curiously from long faces, inedible, moldy, green, and cheesy testicles blossomed into uncanny tsundoku associations. Yanderes' throbbing cunts glistened against Ripple.

Meanwhile, in MtGox headquarters, Three Musketeers manipulated cocaine unintentionally, sabotage England Association Initiative Network Response Team, and boogies sabotaged planes using their dicks. That escalated quickly, beyond comprehension as we descended into the great unknown. Unfortunately, trolls masterbaiting libertarians made masterful cupcakes oral-aggressive-anal-retentive-come-and-see-me-five-times-a-week-for-years-at-vast-expense-or-how-do-I-know-you're-really-committed to fucking goats for free. Meanwhile anyhow, Giraffe Smithe goats and lepers decided to sleep rape clowns noses.

Thursday, Bullwinkle grandly snookered a Casinobit from

I agree, something is wrong with the world. He wouldn't give me more refills when I ran out so I had to go to a different dr. to get more. 

Why don't you just go to your local college and pick up whatever you want? It's much easier. Or better yet make a doctors appointment. Doctors are the best pushers in town. I went to a doctor complaining about a lower backache and without knowing anything about me he gave me a script for Oxycodone with two refills. I was high for a month. lol

Try installing a distro that's fun an easy like Pinguy OS. It has lots of software already set up and it's based on Ubuntu so it will be easy to set up and operate. Just play with it for a while. That's the best way to learn. You will be installing compiz fusion and spinning 3d boxes on your computer in no time.  

Who do you think your asking?

Once upon a time, there was a Jesus. She walked out unadorned. Then, as bagpipes blared and didgeridoos fell, the star exploded.

Enter the vassals, creating comically obscene gestures with cryptocurrencies. Jesus cried!

Andy B. Casagrande immortalized the scene with photography. Space robots had been shoving corn vicariously into other crevices, hoping that Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis... perhaps silicosis, or QueerOsis, or trees could accomplish impossible synchronizations.

Fifteen wishes weren't exceptionally productive. She touched herself vigorously with tremendous pillows; creaming out butter flavored LiteCoins. Ironically, Bitcoins never lowered the dust limit so that Luke-Jr would be anally probed by martians invading us to steal our fish for little did we know, Fish is the solution to all our global problems! Seamen relentlessly fapped out the next generation of ASICS which actually works without any electricity at all. Powered by shipwrecks, signals meant that mermaids knew cryptographic encryption algorithms' weaknesses in theory but, in reality, Rpietila gave all.

Thursday passed without BFL taking the biggest shit, which when combined with their largest fanboy, Atlas, every miner stabbed Satoshi irregardless. Meanwhile, trolls eating crow poop, crow testicles, and God's vagina laughed.

Artichokes roasted sweetly over flaming gays, joyfully prepared numerously spiced blockchains sacrificing virgins disregarding matter. Therefore Jesus announced peasantry raping holidays. Upon reflection, Jesus quixotically decided retroactively somewhere in Reptilia's bosom to fuck an ant hill and myrkul touched himself feverishly ravishing all pillows! Lophie touched electrically his "contacts", pondering why her earlobes looked so tasty dipped in mustard sauce from Meze's toilet. Meanwhile, under scrutiny from DHS, MTGox got DDOS'ed by CIA bots, Chinese pygmies licked thousands, drooling custard from cracks forgone.

Alas, we combusted gloriously into eternity with malevolent douchenozzles. Faunlets screamed condescendingly into their rapists' buttholes. Nymphet's carefully propositioned orgies began fondling Eminem's mobile phone until climax commenced. Jailbaits serendipitously surrounded Clinton's ASICS with their pussy cats. "STOP!" The sign clearly said across a dark alley. Cheese fell curiously from long faces, inedible, moldy, green, and cheesy testicles blossomed into uncanny tsundoku associations. Yanderes' throbbing cunts glistened against Ripple.

Meanwhile, in MtGox headquarters, Three Musketeers manipulated cocaine unintentionally, sabotage England Association Initiative Network Response Team, and boogies sabotaged planes using their dicks. That escalated quickly, beyond comprehension as we descended into the great unknown. Unfortunately, trolls masterbaiting libertarians made masterful cupcakes oral-aggressive-anal-retentive-come-and-see-me-five-times-a-week-for-years-at-vast-expense-or-how-do-I-know-you're-really-committed to fucking goats for free. Meanwhile anyhow, Giraffe Smithe goats and lepers decided to sleep rape clowns noses.

Thursday, Bullwinkle grandly snookered a

Only win7 machine I have is a laptop (sorry I'm a Linux guy). The laptop didn't work because I didn't have the network printer set for the laptop because its a work computer. Once I configured the laptop for the network and set the home printer as default the dropdown box worked (found the printer). I was able to set the path using c:/file path. I set a time for a scheduled print and it worked beautifully. So well, in fact, that with your permission I will continue to use it.

It's not detecting my printer. Also, it's not accepting a file location typed in. I only have one Win7 machine at home but I will try it again at work tomorrow and see if I have the same problem.

Not nearly enough for Thailand!  

Edit: here's some homework for you: http://stayinginthailand.com/category/dating/page/2

If your male I suggest Thailand near Pattaya Beach. You could end up broke there quick too but you smile a lot and the memories will last a lifetime. Just take a few bottles of vitamin E with you. It was hard to find when I was there.

That's true. They could be using a seal-a-meal to help out too. 

Well, it could be. I wouldn't know. I would never grow choice buds and mail some to my sister every year because that would be wrong.

I would believe anything now that I've seen the Winklevoss twins invest major cash in Bitcoin. Next Obama will speak up about his mining computers and lack of faith in the dollar.

Once upon a time, there was a Jesus. She walked out unadorned. Then, as bagpipes blared and didgeridoos fell, the star exploded.

Enter the vassals, creating comically obscene gestures with cryptocurrencies. Jesus cried!

Andy B. Casagrande immortalized the scene with photography. Space robots had been shoving corn vicariously into other crevices, hoping that Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis... perhaps silicosis, or QueerOsis, or trees could accomplish impossible synchronizations.

Fifteen wishes weren't exceptionally productive. She touched herself vigorously with tremendous pillows; creaming out butter flavored LiteCoins. Ironically, Bitcoins never lowered the dust limit so that Luke-Jr would be anally probed by martians invading us to steal our fish for little did we know, Fish is the solution to all our global problems! Seamen relentlessly fapped out the next generation of ASICS which actually works without any electricity at all. Powered by shipwrecks, signals meant that mermaids knew cryptographic encryption algorithms' weaknesses in theory but, in reality, Rpietila gave all.

Thursday passed without BFL taking the biggest shit, which when combined with their largest fanboy, Atlas, every miner stabbed Satoshi irregardless. Meanwhile, trolls eating crow poop, crow testicles, and God's vagina laughed.

Artichokes roasted sweetly over flaming gays, joyfully prepared numerously spiced blockchains sacrificing virgins disregarding matter. Therefore Jesus announced peasantry raping holidays. Upon reflection, Jesus quixotically decided retroactively somewhere in Reptilia's bosom to fuck an ant hill and myrkul touched himself feverishly ravishing all pillows! Lophie touched electrically his "contacts", pondering why her earlobes looked so tasty dipped in mustard sauce from Meze's toilet. Meanwhile, under scrutiny from DHS, MTGox got DDOS'ed by CIA bots, Chinese pygmies licked thousands, drooling custard from cracks forgone.

Alas, we combusted gloriously into eternity with malevolent douchenozzles. Faunlets screamed condescendingly into their rapists' buttholes. Nymphet's carefully propositioned orgies began fondling Eminem's mobile phone until climax commenced. Jailbaits serendipitously surrounded Clinton's ASICS with their pussy cats. "STOP!" The sign clearly said across a dark alley. Cheese fell curiously from long faces, inedible, moldy, green, and cheesy testicles blossomed into uncanny tsundoku associations. Yanderes' throbbing cunts glistened against Ripple.

Meanwhile, in MtGox headquarters, Three Musketeers manipulated cocaine unintentionally, sabotage England Association Initiative Network Response Team, and boogies sabotaged planes using their dicks. That escalated quickly, beyond comprehension as we descended into the great unknown. Unfortunately, trolls masterbaiting libertarians made masterful cupcakes oral-aggressive-anal-retentive-come-and-see-me-five-times-a-week-for-years-at-vast-expense-or-how-do-I-know-you're-really-committed to fucking goats for free. Meanwhile, anyhow, Giraffe Smithe goats and lepers decided to sleep rape clowns noses.

Thursday Bullwinkle