Last week I walked through the street, in one of my old neighbourhoods, where the houses are numbered 64K, 128K, 256K, 512K and 1MB.
That was a trip down Memory Lane.
Last week I walked through the street, in one of my old neighbourhoods, where the houses are numbered 64K, 128K, 256K, 512K and 1MB.
That was a trip down Memory Lane.
Son: "Can I go on the Xbox?"
Me: "No it's too violent. You should play family games like I used to"
[30 years ago]
Me: "I think the professor was strangled in the library with a rope"
Just a little update on the situation with my son because some of you have been fairly concerned.
He has taken going to jail pretty hard. He is refusing all food, spitting and screaming at everyone and is threatening violence at anyone who comes near him. He has smeared the walls with his faeces and is refusing to wear any clothes.
As a family we are united in our decision not to play Monopoly with him ever again.