Term jokingly used to describe members of Anonymous by Anonymous. Really used to make fun of the way a Fox News 11 reporter described Anonymous in a summer of 2007 report on Anonymous.
The report described a family that was supposedly targeted by Anonymous. The matriarch described the family's attempts at safety by shutting the curtains and showing off the new family dog.
The report described a family that was supposedly targeted by Anonymous. The matriarch described the family's attempts at safety by shutting the curtains and showing off the new family dog.
by idon'tknowwhatnametouse February 3, 2008
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instead of saying "shit, fuck, asshole, " your mother would like for you to use this cuss word instead, "hackenberryflusterclutch"
instead of saying "shit, fuck, asshole, " your mother would like for you to use this cuss word instead, "hackenberryflusterclutch"
Child :reaches for the pitcher of kool-aid in the refrigerator knocks off onto the floor, child: cusses and parent hears child and helps make up little kids cuss words.... Kid is almost 40 and still uses her cuss word, hackenberryflusterclutch, today.
by queenielove77 October 9, 2016
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Todd: did you see him today? He is a country boy!! He was mudding in a 4x4 and fishing at the local park.
Ross: nah. He's not actually a redneck, he's just a hickenson
Todd: ohh I didn't realize
Ross: nah. He's not actually a redneck, he's just a hickenson
Todd: ohh I didn't realize
by Rlboat May 17, 2016
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Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass...
Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.
"This is it... this is where I belong..."
I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, orignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass...
Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.
"This is it... this is where I belong..."
I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, orignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.
by Kyouko August 27, 2009
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by Crawdad Nelson December 14, 2016
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by RehRehRyan July 8, 2006
Get the Terje Haakenson mug.YoVille hackers, what can I say, individuals who hack the game, well Modify it to be exact. These individuals no nothing about hacking, they are a bunch of noobs and noobets who think they are tough an hardcore. They threaten you with Freezing you or disconnection which is really nothing because you'll be back in less than 30 seconds. They have ceperate groups and each one trys to present it's self as the biggest and baddest when they all do the same. They know nothing an use youtube to infect their own computers trying to look up "keyloggers", ( yup but really they're just keylogging them selfs ).
They are a group of 13 - 22 year olds who have no lifes an are outcast/rejects. Some of these kids have bipolar depression, so don't blame them. They will never learn anything and are paranoid as fuck. They act like they know anything about the art of hacking, but really it takes them 1 year to figure something so easy.
They are a group of 13 - 22 year olds who have no lifes an are outcast/rejects. Some of these kids have bipolar depression, so don't blame them. They will never learn anything and are paranoid as fuck. They act like they know anything about the art of hacking, but really it takes them 1 year to figure something so easy.
"Hey guys I just got a keylogger!"
Disconnection Story #1..
Innocent guy: "Why are these yoville hackers such douches?"
Random Yv Hacker skid: "YOU CALLED ME A BITCH, FUCK ME IN THE BUTT!! AHHH ARG!!!AA!!! I DISCONNECT YOU NOW!!
Random Yv Hacker Skid: "Seee that I pwned that kid"
Innocent Guy: "Hits the refresh button and comes back and still doesn't give a shit."
Disconnection Story #2:
Real Hacker: "Hey I found an exploit on this website, apparently they're server had webdav access, it was so easy to shell, + I got all their emails and hacked them"
Random Yv Hacker Skid: "BITCH YOU SAY U HACK ME???? HERE MY EMAIL: Imadickandknonothing@fckmyass.com
HACK IT BITCH!!!"
Random Yv Hacker Skid #2: "Hey lets disconnect him hehehe he thinks he's a hackers"
Real Hacker: *Refreshes* "gets the guys IP address via email, overflow his internet, than exploits his system and pwns him"
Disconnection Story #1..
Innocent guy: "Why are these yoville hackers such douches?"
Random Yv Hacker skid: "YOU CALLED ME A BITCH, FUCK ME IN THE BUTT!! AHHH ARG!!!AA!!! I DISCONNECT YOU NOW!!
Random Yv Hacker Skid: "Seee that I pwned that kid"
Innocent Guy: "Hits the refresh button and comes back and still doesn't give a shit."
Disconnection Story #2:
Real Hacker: "Hey I found an exploit on this website, apparently they're server had webdav access, it was so easy to shell, + I got all their emails and hacked them"
Random Yv Hacker Skid: "BITCH YOU SAY U HACK ME???? HERE MY EMAIL: Imadickandknonothing@fckmyass.com
HACK IT BITCH!!!"
Random Yv Hacker Skid #2: "Hey lets disconnect him hehehe he thinks he's a hackers"
Real Hacker: *Refreshes* "gets the guys IP address via email, overflow his internet, than exploits his system and pwns him"
by Iamhacker August 23, 2011
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