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| OK, It's not technically a riddle but I couldn't come up with a better title. Here goes. Can anyone tell me what's special about the precise moment of thirty one minutes and thirty seconds past eleven on the night of Friday the thirteenth of February in the year two thousand and nine? I may give clues if you get stuck. | ||||
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You're supposed to be a computer geek. This one's right up your street. ^ clue #1 | ||||
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| No. The world ends long before that. | ||||
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No, BTW. | ||||
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| Bill Gates fianlly stops trying to Americanise the world, and Karks it? | ||||
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| You need more clues. Clue #2: Think numerology | ||||
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| oh gosh, this is too hard... atleast I am guessing Darkles.. I could just be quiet! | ||||
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| Clue #3: "There is no spoon" | ||||
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Getting all my rhymes mixed up! | ||||
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| Sorry, done too many of these to be arsed doing another. Plus I feel quite sedated, thanks telnase. Related to mental abilities, I'm going to my GP tomorrow to talk him into letting me try modafinil. Maybe I'll feel more like it then. ![]() | ||||
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