Parallelism

I discussion I was having today brought up an interesting quetion. What is the relationship between your first programming language and your first girl or guy? Also, for which one does your affection last longer?

I love my first language, but I don't really care for my first girl anymore.

Programming was the reason I broke up with my first guy. So I suppose my affection for my first language has lasted considerably longer. ;)

This is a very odd question by the way.

-Prelude

>This is a very odd question by the way.

I'll take that as a compliment.
Thanks!

>> I'll take that as a compliment.
I wouldn't :rolleyes:

> I wouldn't
Why not?

Well, I feel the most for programming. As for my ex's, stuff them, don't like them any more

It is not my first programming experiance, but I found this board after I broke up with a very special girl. I needed something to do and came across this place, haven't left since

Discovered girls about 10 years before computers. Given the choice between a girl and a computer, give me the huggable one anytime, (although some of you would probably cuddle your computers - how very sad).

My first language was Visual Basic. I despise Visual Basic. I would rather have affection for a girl rather than Visual Basic.
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a little excessive dontchya think?

I have to agree with adrianxw and dukemarlon b/c I love girls girls girls, and then C\C++ :p

Well lets see I like 3 girls, and I don't have a single language that I must use.

Everyone makes his/her own choices.

My choice? I'm shutting down and going to sit in the family room with my wife because, whether in the family room, bedroom or a cardboard box in the "ticky weeds", I'll be with her...and it don't get no better!

(Choices. ;))

-Skipper

i just farted, does that count?

I don't think that it does.

but, it was a really juicy wet fart, please let it count

ok, I guess so.

my first love wasn't as dependiable as my first language so i had to boot her

my fart wasn't just a fart. Does that count too?

nick sinclair is really funny looking

check out a cool page: http://www.geocities.com/webturtle0/dream3.htm

Anyway....yeah....i'm boring.

You Michigan folks are beginning to sound like the people I work with, for heaven's sake.

(Might explain some things... :) )

Let's "class it up" a little, guys.

-Skipper

Michigan folk are the best kind of folk.