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simpsons traumatize apple
 

offline EpicMegatrax from Greatest Hits on 2019-09-27 15:40 [#02586293]
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Apple’s software engineers were so haunted by a gag in
The Simpsons they spent years trying to nail the keyboard in
the iPhone.

As part of an ‘oral history’ — essentially a lot
of interviews sewn together — about the Californian
company, Fast Company interviewed dozens of former Apple
execs. One particularly juicy tidbit it’s just revealed is
that software engineers working on the iPhone were
traumatised by the Simpsons making fun of the ancient Newton
tablet’s handwriting recognition in 1995.

"In the hallways [at Apple] and while we were talking about
the keyboard, you would always hear the words ‘Eat Up
Martha’,” says Nitin Ganatra, formerly Apple’s
director of engineering for iOS. “We needed to nail the
keyboard. We needed to make sure the text input works on
this thing, otherwise, ‘Here comes the Eat Up Marthas.'"


 

offline EpicMegatrax from Greatest Hits on 2019-09-27 15:48 [#02586294]
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offline Roger Wilco from Island of Cannibal Sodom on 2019-09-27 18:02 [#02586296]
Points: 769 Status: Lurker



My boss is in hospital and I've just thundered out a turd.


 

offline Roger Wilco from Island of Cannibal Sodom on 2019-09-27 18:03 [#02586297]
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That is the funniest thing I have ever written, please
remember it when I am dead.


 

offline Hyperflake from Wirral (United Kingdom) on 2019-09-27 18:29 [#02586299]
Points: 25752 Status: Addict



Imagine if your turd was haunted by steve jobs and his
smiling manifested on it just as you were about to flush


 

offline Roger Wilco from Island of Cannibal Sodom on 2019-09-28 00:15 [#02586309]
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I like that. Maybe we can collaborate on a series of Haunted
Turd Tales?


 

offline Hyperflake from Wirral (United Kingdom) on 2019-09-28 00:31 [#02586310]
Points: 25752 Status: Addict | Followup to Roger Wilco: #02586309



yeah a collection of short storied, Davis Dickinson
possessed my colon


 

offline Roger Wilco from Island of Cannibal Sodom on 2019-09-28 00:40 [#02586312]
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The Strange Case of Pol Pot and the Portaloo.


 

offline belb from mmmmmmhhhhzzzz!!! on 2019-09-28 00:55 [#02586313]
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Pol Plop


 

offline Hyperflake from Wirral (United Kingdom) on 2019-09-28 01:04 [#02586314]
Points: 25752 Status: Addict



"it was a chilly, damp December morning, I arose from the
relative comfort of my cosy bedspread and kneeled upon the
padded ottoman that faced the window overlooking my back
garden"

"At first glance nothing appeared out of the ordinary, the
same mundane view that I had always apprehended in my minds
eye. The thick dull, dew clad grass, the stark naked apple
tree, gently shivering in the invisible breeze"

"Yet suddenly in the periphery of my sleep clad eyes,
movement, yes down there by the shed, unmistakable a
ghoulish figure was crouching over the septic tank,
inhaling the foul vapours that were starkly emanating in the
winter atmosphere.

"shaking I grabbed the phone from the near by desk, a dull
icicle of horror wormed its way down across my spine" unable
to take my eyes from this unholy view my fear became sharp
with intensity as the face of the apparition swivelled
slowly, inhumanly into view like an giant owl. There below,
staring back at me with a manic grin, a shit smeared upper
lip was Alan Titsmarsh, his right hand overflowing with
excremental matter, his left hand wrapped tightly around
his shrivelled twig like member"




 

offline Roger Wilco from Island of Cannibal Sodom on 2019-09-28 02:47 [#02586318]
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Placing the standing full-length mirror at the end of the
bed, Sir Timothy lay down on his back and lowered his pyjama
bottoms. Raising his legs heavenward, his shaking hands
grasped a buttock apiece and, unhappily, he eased his cleft
open. After a minute's prayer he reluctantly lifted his head
and peered between his legs to look at the reflecting glass.
He gasped, time ground to a halt. Where a man's anus should
be instead appeared the leering face of TV entertainer
Matthew Kelly. Sir Timothy stared disbelieving for an
instant, farted weakly, then mercifully fell into
unconsciousness.


 

offline Hyperflake from Wirral (United Kingdom) on 2019-09-28 02:50 [#02586320]
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lol


 


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