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I am not responsible for this idea. I am posting it on behalf
of the Intercalary, who has been in a gleefully childish
mood ever since he tried some exotic tea from Borneo.
The Farting Website has an innocent-looking URL, and the
front page of it consists mainly of a complex table full of
numbers
and graphs that could be relevant to any business.
Simply email a colleague, who is known to work in a quiet
but crowded cube office, telling them you've found
something interesting and to see link. Approximately 5
seconds after the webpage has loaded, and assuming they
haven't turned off the sound on their computer, a
spectacular farting noise will emerge from their cubicle.
That's all there is. I did tell the Intercalary that this was a
stupid idea, but would he listen?
Zombo.com
http://www.zombo.com/
For some unknown reason this Idea made me think about a different and just-as-simple website. It's been consistent in what it does for roughly two decades. [Vernon, Jan 30 2018]
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The computer lab I had access to at university was one of those old
UNIX-based systems that had about 50 monitors, keyboards and
mice all connected to the same central computer. |
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It didn't take long to work out that there was no security on it at all,
and anybody could open a web browser window on any terminal in
the room. |
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Oh, the hilarity that would have ensued if they'd had sound. |
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The IT guys at a company I worked at used to do this to every new person at the company, only it was a very loud alarm-clock noise that would periodically start up again causing much hilarity. |
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You know, there are farting websites aplenty for people with
certain tastes. I've even been asked to contribute but
politely declined. |
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Meanwhile... back at the ol'factory Lance Flatule. a man of great effluence in the community, fires up the Dutch-oven, cuts the cheese and prepares to let er rip. |
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