After cleaning out my keyboard of junk, I have found:
Bits of flash from Games Workshop models.
little bits of chips
Hair
Nail Clippings
dust
did I mention hair?
Alright guys, springing cleaning, clean out your keyboards....
After cleaning out my keyboard of junk, I have found:
Bits of flash from Games Workshop models.
little bits of chips
Hair
Nail Clippings
dust
did I mention hair?
Alright guys, springing cleaning, clean out your keyboards....
"White needles buried in the red
The engine roars and then it gives
But never dies
'Cause we don't live
We just survive
On the scraps that you throw away"
-Re-education (Through Labor), Rise Against
I found:
Absolutely Nothing
I am a clean boy.
I can't clear mine out but I think there's rice and nail clippings in there, I can hear them when I pull it up and shake em.
Don't worry Cindy, I'll never take out your heart and soul.
You're good... but me, I'm magic.
As the progenitor of this thread, I assume any and all responsibility for upset stomachs.
Well, what you found in there last time is just...I won't even start.
- A bunch of dust.
Resurrected for massive torture,
he couldn't be further from the truce.
A godslaughtering-murder-machine,
walking to the symphony of the deceived.
Loveless. Godless. Flawless.
- Level 5 -
- Gräuel -
I've managed to keep my keyboard pretty clean lately, but in the past I've found chips, popcorn, pieces of pop-tarts, hair, staples, dust, dirt, unidentifiable objects, and last but not least: Waldo.
"The Great World Power
has not yet found the weapon to destroy dreams.
Until it does, we will keep on dreaming,
that is to say, we will keep on triumphing..."
—Subcomandante Insurgente Marcos, Zapatista
No man is an island…
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
—John Donne
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Just bits of biscuits and hairs really, i do my best not to eat over my keyboards. Ah well, can't stop everything...But nail clippings?