Internet Oracle.
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Selected-By: Kirsten Chevalier
The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply.
Your question was:
What hass it got in its packetssss?And in response, thus spake the Oracle:
Mullog: Not fair! Not fair, not in the riddle RFC!
Oblib once again looked around the sub-basement for an exit sign.
He just had to get away from this horrid skinny uber-geek with
his greasy hair, horn rims and pocket protector. Oh if only he
hadn't got lost on his way to CS 101! And this inane riddle game!
It had started out nice enough. . .
Mullog: If youses can answer me riddle I'll show you out of the
sub basementses!
What has root, can be nobody,
Is in charge of pruning the trees,
Out, out it's tummy goes
And yet never up it grows?
That one was easy. Mullog screamed when Oblib answered "A sys
admin". Then Mullog demanded Oblib ask a riddle. What choice did
Oblib have?
Oblib: Thirty bright white things in a cold hall,
First they're in line,
Then they whine,
Then they stand still.
It took Mullog awhile, but he answered "CS students reading their
test scores off the Professor's bulletin board" correctly. Then
it was Mullog's turn.
Mullog: It cannot be deleted, it you can not cat,
Cannot be made executable like an .exe or a .bat
It swallows tail and head,
An empty hole that some dread.
Its mounted after the first process and follows after,
devours files, logs and a large oaken rafter.
Well, the oaken rafter part was pure BS, but still Oblib knew the
answer was "/dev/null", this bugged Mullog. Then Oblib asked one.
Oblib: A box without Windows, pgp-keys, or a first person shooter
by id,
An oldie, a treasure we thought as a kid.
Mullog answered quickly, "A Commodore 64!", then it was time for
his last riddle, though he didn't know it at the time.
Mullog: Alive with dog breath,
As old as death;
Always coffee thirsty, ever beer drinking,
Reading email, never thesis thinking.
Oblib: A grad student!
Mullog screamed at Oblib's quick reply and then demanded that Oblib
ask another riddle. But Oblib was all tuckered out and all he could
come up with was...
Oblib: What's in my packet?
That's when the trouble started. . .