"I would like my pudding now nurse. And then I think I'd like to... write... something... I don't remember what."

Standing in the corner, he waits. The sand slowly flows, but it nears it's end. The old man still glows, as thousands of threads spread away from him.

SQUEAK.

I AGREE. IT IS A SHAME TO SEE HIM THIS WAY.

SQUEAK.

NO. I DO NOT KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN.... BUT I CANNOT WAIT TO ASK HIM HOW IT ALL ENDS.

The old man looks up, through them at first... and then he sees them. For once, the smile on the hooded figure's skull is genuine.

"I... I remember you. The anth... ant..."

ANTHROPOMORPHIC PERSONIFICATION.

"Yes, that. We knew each other?"

ONCE. AND WILL AGAIN, SIR.

He so rarely said it, and these feelings... remembering his young aprentice, and beloved daughter. The beautiful child they have.

"There... is a girl, yes?"

SHE IS SPEAKING TO THE AUDITORS, SIR. THEY ARE UNWILLING TO LISTEN.

"Well then. You know what they say, two things you cannot avoid. Taxes and..." He looks into the firey blue eyes, and becomes aware.

SQUEAK.

"Quite right. Is it time already? I have so much left to do."

YOU HAVE GIVEN ALL YOU CAN SIR.

"No, not cancer. Alzheimers."

I AM AWARE.

"So, where is the boy? I remember a boy."

CARRIAGE ACCIDENT.

"Ahh. Never much trusted cars. Or horses."

THEY GET YOU WHERE YOU WANT TO GO.

"Must I?"

SOON. BUT WE MAY SIT HERE AWHILE.

SQUEAK

DO YOU HAVE ANY BISCUITS?

"No. Shame really."

YES.

"Is it truely turtles?"

ALL THE WAY DOWN. I HAVE SEEN THEM.

"Ahh. I would love to see it. Perhaps a small trip before?"

IT WOULD BE MY PLEASURE.

"The light is slower there... and there's a monkey...."

ORANGUTAN. SAME PRINCIPLE.

"Yes... will they remember me?"

SQUEAK.

"What was that? I could not hear you."

HE SAYS WE WILL, SIR.

"I never much liked the trouble people had with you. You seem like a nice fellow."

I HAVE MY DAYS.

"Don't we all?"

SOME LESS THAN OTHERS.

"Is it quick?"

YES. AND I BROUGHT THE SWORD. CEREMONY DICTATES IT.

"Ahh. How about a cup of tea?"

I WOULD ENJOY IT. DO YOU PLAY CHESS?

"No. how about checkers?"

And so they sat, two old friends regaling each other, though the old man could not remember all of the details, the cloaked man and his rat filled him in, when it was needed.

add a bit of duct tape and a loud horn

That's not purple, it's Octarine

For most people in Argentina, a vegetarian is something you eat

In my country(.ar) marriage is defined as between two consenting adults. A year or so ago we grew up enough as a society to stop listening to the religious nutjobbery, we had a long debate and as a result the marriage law was changed. And there was much rejoicing amongst gay men and women, and amongst heterosexual supporters of the right to marry whoever the fuck you love(like me and my fiancee).

Let me tell you: heaven hasn't fallen down on our heads, the rivers fail to flow red and no frogs have been raining lately. It's not such a big deal, if you are grown up enough...

And I'm revealing my plans for world domination with an army of supermodels.

Your ideas are intriguing to me and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter.

VP of litigation?

just... wow...

Spanish, probably. "Tail" and "queue" both translate to "cola"

(...)thought it was the most bloated, expensive, sluggish, over-engineered, counter-intuitive source control system I've ever had the misfortune to use. It's performance was so network bound that it was practically unusable outside of the same LAN as the server

Clearly you haven't yet had the pleasure of "working" with Borland Starteam.
I still wake up in a cold sweat every once in a while...

Accurev does it, and makes it look easy.
A couple of years ago I was release mgr for a major US airline(two-vowel carrier code, same vowels) which uses Accurev for *all* its SCM. I don't remember the exact size of the storage set, but it was way bigger than 50GB and Accurev had absolutely no issues with that.

Not affiliated in any way with Accurev, just a satisfied user.