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In Scotland it's called "Sticky Willie" which is nowhere near as rude as it sounds.
Its primary function in the ecosystem is providing long thin sticky plants for children or childlike adults to stick to each other's clothing without the victim noticing, and seeing how long it takes them to figure it out.
Go make it.
You know, the way you get the "security locked" electric handbrakes on high-end cars to release, when the electrics are dead?
Ever wonder why you can't really seem to read properly when you're hungry and tired? That part of your brain is in power-saving mode.
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The font looks good but I find it really hard to read C code with the ligated symbols.
If you don't know what Shinty is, imagine if you took Ice Hockey, got rid of all the ice, allowed people to swing from as high and back as they like (golf swing, rather than "keep your stick on the ice"), and just in general made Ice Hockey really fast and violent.
The 4116 DRAM chips were arranged as a 128x128 grid with seven-bit row and column addresses. By scattering the RAM like that, different "pages" could be hit by the screen updates, solving the problem of refreshing the DRAM. If you read them sequentially, the RAM would have decayed by the time you got to the bottom of the screen.
That is never going to happen.
I know right-wingers tend to be low on the intelligence and literacy scale, but do try your best.
Resort to making up ridiculous tales like "Go woke go broke, Disney went woke and went broke" and when you get called out for crying about how everyone on TV isn't straight, white, cisgender and right-wing, you start bleating.
You lot are just so damn fragile.
Frankly, it sounds like you're the problem here.
Why are you all just so fragile? Why do you right-wingers get so upset and angry at the mere thought that people who aren't white, straight, cisgender, and obsessed with work and money over everything else exist?
Oh yeah because Disney lost all its money and went out of business because they decided to have some black and gay characters.
Actually no, the right-wing snowflakes lost their tiny fragile little minds because there was a gay black person in a film instead of someone straight out of 1950s propaganda.
Scuffed 22" alloy wheels, mismatched half-bald no-name tyres, bubbly black window tint film, bubbly Gucci-print gold-on-carbon wrap on the bonnet and tailgate, "Arabic prayer" CD dangly tassley thing hanging from the mirror, huge exhaust pipes.
No tax, no MOT (last MOT failed quite comprehensively on various serious defects), no insurance.
Like, come on, guy, try *not* to be the reason that stereotypes exist, eh?
Yeah, but if you put your illegal drugs and illegal guns right there in the window where everyone can see them - be that on the dashboard of your car or on your front room windowsill - you can't really say they were "private", can you?
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Optional extra on Series 1 Citroën XMs, an immobiliser keypad programmed into the engine ECU. It cost about 100 quid in 1990 money, on a 40 grand luxury car. Most V6es and 2.5 diesels had them, few 4-cyl petrols or 2.1 diesels had them.
There's no need to spend $1.2M developing something that's already existed for a long time. This was actually a development of a similar keypad fitted to most Citroën CX Turbos, from the mid-1980s. The idea is nearly 40 years old.
It's inexpensive proven technology, and it works well.
No no, if you want to get lead into your system you've got to really try quite hard. Taking some lead and mixing it with tin won't get the job done, oh no, not even a little bit. You're going to want to make it into an organic salt, maybe by welding on a lovely big acetate and then getting that into your stomach.
Now why would you want to do a thing like that?
Well, you might be an ancient Roman, with a fondness for "defrutum", a sweet sticky confection made by boiling soured wine and grapes in a lead pot until all the water is driven off. The acetic acid rips lead out like nobody's business and gets well and truly stuck together. Oh, and it tastes really sweet too, this lead acetate, which is just the thing to liven up any Roman party if the wine's gone a bit funny in the sun.
Now you've got a lovely big sugar that your digestive system will happily squish into your sensitive tissues, where it'll break up and be on its way leaving a big fat lead atom right there with nothing to bind to, until it finds something. Oh hey, you know that sugars - even with a great big lead atom weighing them down - cross the blood-brain barrier just fine, right? You couldn't design a better way to get lead poisoning.
Now toss in some ergot mould because you won't eat the local wheat because everyone is going mad from something and it must be those wily locals poisoning you so you only eat rye shipped over from Rome in mouldy sacks, and pretty soon - between the brain damage from lead acetate and the hallucinogenic mould - you're ready to turn horses into senators, and tell your soldiers to blunder into midgie-infested marshes in the North of Scotland where they sink out of sight never to be seen again.
Lovely.
"Look at how strong this truck is, it survived an accident with barely a scratch!" just means it transferred all the energy to the wet squashy piles of mixed meat inside.
Eight Meg And Constantly Swapping.