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May 18, 2009 | by  | in Opinion |
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Dude, what’s with wireless internet?

This shit is creepy. There is information, and it magically appears in your computer. There are no wires. There are no connections at all. It’s like the information moves through the air itself.

Which is what happens, of course. But that’s creepy. It’s even creepier that it doesn’t just move through air, it can move through walls. And desks. And people.

That’s right. Right now, someone’s porn is probably mysteriously being transmitted from somewhere to some where else through your body.

I feel so violated.

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  1. milan says:

    Ha ha that’s awesome

  2. Superior Mind says:

    Hey look’t that, Rebecca’s back. :)

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