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I was there with goodlord666.  He and I was collecting shells and was trading them for beers on the beach.  After Satoshi said, "BRB", he muttered under his breath how we were idiots for trading shells for beers.  We all looked at each other but little did Satoshi know there were girls on the beach asking us where we found our unique shells.  So later that night we were hanging out with some hot beach girls.  Satoshi however, pulled out his iPad and started using his finger to write a ton of code.  Just one finger moving intensely and tapping on the screen.  I never seen anything like it.
legendary
Activity: 1918
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Bitcoin: An Idea Worth Spending
OK. Here's my account:


It was a late sunday afternoon on the French Antilles. Satoshi Nakamoto, me and some of the boys were having Martinis in a cosy beach side cafe named "The lazy Shepherd", giving each other cues on how to improve our speed seduction pickup skills with the island population. However, we were all so ridiculously bad at this we made ourselves cringe with tears until some guy proposed the introduction of a commodity-based tipping system that would encourage us to improve our performance. One of us suggested Martinis, but we were so pissed already, the game wouldn't have lasted long. Another one said "Shells!", but we couldn't be fucked to go around the beach looking for shells. We were lost. Then Satoshi gave a loud sigh from under his straw hat, stood up, squeezed his HP Mini under his armpit and, before heading for the restrooms, groaned: "BRB."


Oh, Jesus Christ, don't leave us hanging! What happened when he came back? Wait, what? You saying you're the guys who lost him? Heck with him anyway! Tells us more about the girls and how Bitcoin comes into play with all of this as well as the girls on the other side of the island.


He came back about 15 minutes later and the party started. Last time I saw him he was at the bottom of a GB. THAT'S when we lost him.

On another note: how do you make Bitcoins work in a strip club?


I have a niece who works in a strip club. I could ask her. Or ask my brother who used to go to that same strip club a lot. Note to self: need to ask my brother a few questions.

Edit: The girls have a temporary QR-Code tattoo on her thigh that links to their Bitcoin address. All a guy has to do is take a picture and... wait... that won't work. Do they allow cameras in strip joints?
legendary
Activity: 1918
Merit: 1570
Bitcoin: An Idea Worth Spending
I was there with goodlord666.  He and I was collecting shells and was trading them for beers on the beach.  After Satoshi said, "BRB", he muttered under his breath how we were idiots for trading shells for beers.  We all looked at each other but little did Satoshi know there were girls on the beach asking us where we found our unique shells.  So later that night we were hanging out with some hot beach girls.  Satoshi however, pulled out his iPad and started using his finger to write a ton of code.  Just one finger moving intensely and tapping on the screen.  I never seen anything like it.

You and goodlord666 must have been on that island for a very long time, for you've developed similar writing styles. My guess is if we keep this up, all TWO of us will get a three day vacation for P-O-T.
sr. member
Activity: 434
Merit: 250
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OK. Here's my account:


It was a late sunday afternoon on the French Antilles. Satoshi Nakamoto, me and some of the boys were having Martinis in a cosy beach side cafe named "The lazy Shepherd", giving each other cues on how to improve our speed seduction pickup skills with the island population. However, we were all so ridiculously bad at this we made ourselves cringe with tears until some guy proposed the introduction of a commodity-based tipping system that would encourage us to improve our performance. One of us suggested Martinis, but we were so pissed already, the game wouldn't have lasted long. Another one said "Shells!", but we couldn't be fucked to go around the beach looking for shells. We were lost. Then Satoshi gave a loud sigh from under his straw hat, stood up, squeezed his HP Mini under his armpit and, before heading for the restrooms, groaned: "BRB."


Oh, Jesus Christ, don't leave us hanging! What happened when he came back? Wait, what? You saying you're the guys who lost him? Heck with him anyway! Tells us more about the girls and how Bitcoin comes into play with all of this as well as the girls on the other side of the island.


He came back about 15 minutes later and the party started. Last time I saw him he was at the bottom of a GB. THAT'S when we lost him.

On another note: how do you make Bitcoins work in a strip club?

legendary
Activity: 1304
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I was there with goodlord666.  He and I was collecting shells and was trading them for beers on the beach.  After Satoshi said, "BRB", he muttered under his breath how we were idiots for trading shells for beers.  We all looked at each other but little did Satoshi know there were girls on the beach asking us where we found our unique shells.  So later that night we were hanging out with some hot beach girls.  Satoshi however, pulled out his iPad and started using his finger to write a ton of code.  Just one finger moving intensely and tapping on the screen.  I never seen anything like it.
legendary
Activity: 1918
Merit: 1570
Bitcoin: An Idea Worth Spending
OK. Here's my account:


It was a late sunday afternoon on the French Antilles. Satoshi Nakamoto, me and some of the boys were having Martinis in a cosy beach side cafe named "The lazy Shepherd", giving each other cues on how to improve our speed seduction pickup skills with the island population. However, we were all so ridiculously bad at this we made ourselves cringe with tears until some guy proposed the introduction of a commodity-based tipping system that would encourage us to improve our performance. One of us suggested Martinis, but we were so pissed already, the game wouldn't have lasted long. Another one said "Shells!", but we couldn't be fucked to go around the beach looking for shells. We were lost. Then Satoshi gave a loud sigh from under his straw hat, stood up, squeezed his HP Mini under his armpit and, before heading for the restrooms, groaned: "BRB."


Oh, Jesus Christ, don't leave us hanging! What happened when he came back? Wait, what? You saying you're the guys who lost him? Heck with him anyway! Tells us more about the girls and how Bitcoin comes into play with all of this as well as the girls on the other side of the island.
sr. member
Activity: 434
Merit: 250
100%
OK. Here's my account:


It was a late sunday afternoon on the French Antilles. Satoshi Nakamoto, me and some of the boys were having Martinis in a cosy beach side cafe named "The lazy Shepherd", giving each other cues on how to improve our speed seduction pickup skills with the island population. However, we were all so ridiculously bad at this we made ourselves cringe with tears until some guy proposed the introduction of a commodity-based tipping system that would encourage us to improve our performance. One of us suggested Martinis, but we were so pissed already, the game wouldn't have lasted long. Another one said "Shells!", but we couldn't be fucked to go around the beach looking for shells. We were lost. Then Satoshi gave a loud sigh from under his straw hat, stood up, squeezed his HP Mini under his armpit and, before heading for the restrooms, groaned: "BRB."


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