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06/27/2011

Nothing is more erotic than a little ProDos in the morning.

It's a 65C02 128K Romance... with a 5.25" floppy?

Dear Deborah -- Judy Christenberry

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She was hoping for an 8 inch floppy but got a 3.5 inch ZIP disk instead, complete with click of death malfunction.
Geek love, it was never satisfying...

Posted by: Matt | 06/27/2011 at 05:59 AM

All she was left with was a Jazz drive and an obsolete SCSI interface.

Posted by: Uncle Walter | 06/27/2011 at 06:38 AM

She was unfulfilled, the cartridges she tried fit too loosely in the slot.

Posted by: Matt | 06/27/2011 at 06:55 AM

Too many read/writes on a bad sector

Posted by: Uncle Walter | 06/27/2011 at 06:57 AM

She suffered a head crash as his Ram leaked.

Posted by: Matt | 06/27/2011 at 07:02 AM

Hercules monochrome lovin' in a Super VGA world.

She wanted tactile feedback, but he ended up buffer overflowing in his pants.

Ondele, ondele, Amiga, Amiga!

Posted by: jtlitch | 06/27/2011 at 07:29 AM

She should make certain she's got good antivirus and antimalware installed, or she's gonna find her inbox has been jacked.

Posted by: Matt | 06/27/2011 at 07:35 AM

Along those lines, he's been checking through her outbox to find out what she's into. Such a spyware creeper. Here's his pickup line:

Why don't you come over to MySpace and let me Twitter all over your FaceBook?

Afterward: You got a little Google on your chin, let me get you a washcloth.

Posted by: jtlitch | 06/27/2011 at 08:01 AM

The above is what would happen if computer nerds wrote romance. I'm sure there would even be a mac vs pc war in there too.

Posted by: Matt's Sis | 06/27/2011 at 01:10 PM

Sis, I kinda like the idea of this. It would be a hell of a lot better than some of the absolute crap I've been reading lately. Like the one that has a red-headed chick named Candace who talks like a teenage girl, who is stupidly infatuated with the blond boy. I keep waiting for them to find the squirrels in her pants.

Posted by: The Wife | 06/28/2011 at 12:54 AM

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