"Computer Dates" joke

I was hanging out in a SCSI bar. A loud bandwidth played in the corner.

I gave the place a binary search. I saw a little chip in the corner. She SIMMed like a pro. I traversed over to her.

She pressed her Apples against me. "Hey, Mac, do you have a hard drive?"

"No, only a floppy," I replied.

"Well, then you need an Amiga," she sed.

"Vi?"

"Well, if I was your Amiga, we could interface."

We went to a motel on a VESA local bus.

The motel was SCSI-2. It needed to be debugged.

"So, how much is this going to cost me?" I queried.

She added it up right away. She had a mind like a...like a.... She could add really fast.

She stripped her binaries. It was quite a procedure.

"I'm going to turn your software into hardware," she transmitted.

She started to spreadsheet.

"So, are you ready to RAM?" she called.

I had been auditing everything. I sent a signal. It was time for the trap.

All the agents burst through the gateway. My manager was with them.

"Awk! It's a RAID!" she sed.

"Don't arrest me! I'm a motherboard! How will I explain this to my Sun?"

The agents were not responding. They got ready to stop her process.

She was getting desperate. "Hey, I could do a favor for all of you. I'm fully multitasking."

It didn't work. We're all UNIX.