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Decent sites on the World Wide Web
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As I seem to spend all my time on the Internet, I have amassed a large group of websites that aren't too bad. I may have, or might be going to mention some of them. Well, I don't care; I'm not reading this rubbish.
http://www.geocities.com/borisjohnsonfanclub/ - This is the fan club for Boris Johnson, the editor of the Spectator, and MP for somewhere.
www.quotationspage.com - a reasonable quotes page, I get a "Quote-a-Day" from them, daily.
www.actsofgord.com - a brilliant website, about the owner of a video-game-store (the "Gord"), and his amusing experiences. This might be total fiction, but it is humorous.
www.johnfanzine.com - A parody site, this has articles mocking, or imitating others.
www.freewebs/schizophrenic - This website, its pretty boring, but I did spend a lot of time browsing it.
http://www.ericrice.com/cyber.txt - is the best site I have found/was told about for ages. so much so that it gets the next paragraph for itself.
http://www.alcyone.com/max/lit/devils/ - This is a website containing the whole (I think) Devils Dictionary, which has copy-write-expired, amoungst other electronic texts. The DD is one of the greatest pieces of satire ever written, and excerpts are coming soon!
http://olliefox.blog-city.com - I have been told to plug this, and so plug it I will. THis is a fantastic site, with, er, blogs. His blogs are fairly talented, but not as good as this other diary site that I will put up when I can be bothered. Soon I shall plagurise his material, be patient.
www.xanga.com/dompreston - This is a "xanga.com" site, which I had happily never heard of before Dom dragged it up from the pits of the unknown. Or the unwanted. This is a young site yet, and so we can excuse Dom for having nothing whatsoever on it. Well, I can't, but you can, you don't know the guy. He has a profile of himself, which is terribly obvious, and not very long. He guestbook doesn't work. Although there are lots wrong with it, visit it, to humour the little leprechaun that is Dom. By the way, put on polaroids - he has chosen a...vibrant red colour background
http://aog.2y.net/comic/Archive.html - The Gords Webcomic
www.meninhats.com - One of the greatest webcomics I have ever been told about.
http://www.ctrlaltdel-online.com - Another, perhaps more incomprehensible, webcomic.
www.omnicult.com/phpBB2 - A web forum I frequent, and needs advertising.
www.fark.com - Fark. 'Nuff said, I feel.
www.onion.com - Probably the best satire site on the web, updated weekly.
If I can be bothered, I may add to this list, or, if you find a suitably interesting one, tell me! If you don't know my e mail addres, I'm not going to tell you, because I don't want you stalking me! |
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Indecent Sites on the Web
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Ok, these might not be sites of ill-repute, but they want me to advertise them, and I didn't deem that good enough to be called a decent site.
www.abbz.tk - A disaster.
www.phonesavers.tk - Money making scheme gone wrong.
www.freewebs.com/gandalf2003 - A friend's website, which happens to be in the wrong catagory.
More sites to come, as long as the money keeps rolling in. |
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The Devils Dictionary - http://www.alcyone.com/max/lit/devils/
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| Absurdity, n.: A statement or belief manifestly inconsistent with one's own opinion.
Acquaintance, n.: A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to.
Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves.
Barometer, n.: An ingenious instrument which indicates what kind of weather we are having.
Bore, n.: A person who talks when you wish him to listen.
Brain: an apparatus with which we think we think.
Cabbage: A familiar kitchen-garden vegetable about as large and wise as a man's head.
Calamities are of two kinds: misfortunes to ourselves, and good fortune to others.
Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum (I think that I think, therefore I think that I am.)
In our civilization, and under our republican form of government, intelligence is so highly honored
that it is rewarded by exemption from the cares of office.
Painting: The art of protecting flat surfaces from the weather and exposing them to the critic.
Politeness, n. The most acceptable hypocrisy.
Politics, n. Strife of interests masquerading as a contest of principles.
Quotation, n: The act of repeating erroneously the words of another.
The gambling known as business looks with austere disfavor upon the business known as gambling.
To be positive: To be mistaken at the top of one's voice. |
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http://www.ericrice.com/cyber.txt!
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Direct Plagurism:
PLEASE NOTE: I am NOT bloodninja nor do I know bloodninja. I'm some random guy who posted these on my site since they were so damn funny. But since you're here at ericrice.com (or www.freewebs.com/schizophrenic), stay awhile! -Eric (Danny)
And now...the infamous "Robe and Wizard Hat" chat transcript collection. Not from Time Life.
bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight? BritneySpears14: Aight. bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah. BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja. bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat. BritneySpears14: Oh, I like to play dress up. bloodninja: Me too baby. BritneySpears14: I kiss you softly on your chest. bloodninja: I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman. BritneySpears14: Hey... bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 Cock of the Infinite. BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it. bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness. BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous. bloodninja: Don't f*ck with me bitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands. bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl. 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl. 2 Druid. BritneySpears14: Don't ever message me again you piece of ****. bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal. bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him. bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now. bloodninja: Baby?
bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you. j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u. bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure. j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go. j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck. bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory. j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on. j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt. bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts. j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game. bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f*cking charge your ass. j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious. bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass. bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet. j_gurli3: thats it. bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn. bloodninja: Goddam am I hard now.
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www.olliefox.tk ! - Because Fat Kids are Harder to Kidnap
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I hand over to some plagurism, denied from me by Ollie Fox. His address is the title.
I was playing one of many online games the other day, and after finishing, entered the Game's chat room for a bit of a chin-wag. Now, we were all happily talking about this game, other games, and a general love of gaming, when my mother came in and said that I had to come off (sad as it is, I use our family's 'communal' computer. I need to open a savings account to get me own) I obviously protested, saying that the time she offered me to go on would mean that the American friends of mine who I was talking to would have gone and done stuff, due to the obvious difference of British to American Time zones. My mother, like anyone else who believes anything the media throws at them, was shocked that I had been talking to people I didn't know (But If you spend your life not talking to strangers, you’ll never get to know anyone!), talking about all the paedophiles that roam the internet , yadda yadda yadda. First of all. I'm MALE, an, sexist as it is, paedophiles don't prey on teen boys. But this got me thinking- does it really matter that I don't know who or what they say they are? The media are always warning us that people in chat rooms aren’t who the say they are; well, so what?
Unless it is something like a man in an all women's chat room ,or a 70 yr old in a teen chat room, it doesn’t really matter. In fact, even if it IS a man in an all women's chat room, or it is a 70 yr old in a teen chat room, it still doesn’t matter as long as no one finds out. now, That last sentence might seem a bit grim, and I do understand that it would matter if the 70 yr old is being explicit, or 'non PG', but its true. When I am in a gaming chat rooms, it not like I am trying to virtually chat up people, I am just joining in a conversation about games. Now, I don't care if the people I talk to are 5 or if they are 50, as long as they have a genuine likeness of gaming, and are willing to sensibly join in the conversation. And this brings me on to my next point, how ever politically incorrect it may be. These people that get abducted by paedophiles, it is nobodies fault but their own. If the media keep reporting it, then why does it keep happening!? People have seen enough reports to know that if they were to go into a teen chat room and somebody tells you to meet them without your parents there, the likelihood is that they want to abduct you.
This, essentially, is what his website is about, ergo, him. He calls it an "online diary/mocking tool of sorts". |
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