“Once again Nick has favored us with his holiday humor. Gather
round the fire with your cocoa — it’s time for a Linux
sing-along.”
” ‘Twas the night before deadline when all of us
groused,
Not a server was stirring, not even the mouse;
‘Cause Windows was hung with a bright blue screen glare,
In need of a service pack that wasn’t there.”
“My vision was blurring, my face turning red,
While visions of sledgehammers danced in my head.
I put down the manual, gave it a slap.
I just can’t believe that we paid for this crap.”