Accusing a fellow player of hacking (aimbots, wallhacks, autofire, stat changers ,etc) on an game. Mostly used on online games. Kids who have no idea thay are noobs (kids who think cursing attracts women) use this behavior on Pros/non-noobs to make themselves feel better but it actually only makes them look stupid infront of other people.
Hackuser kid : " Dood u fucking killed me in one shot from very far away! HACKER! Yoo have aimbot im reporting you."
Pro Gamer : "yes i have an aimbot its called my right hand. I work with it, touch my Gf with it and jerk off with it. Its called a head shot you noob. learn2play and stop hackusing me jackass."
Pro Gamer : "yes i have an aimbot its called my right hand. I work with it, touch my Gf with it and jerk off with it. Its called a head shot you noob. learn2play and stop hackusing me jackass."
by RazorAlpha July 3, 2009
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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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Most infamous "hacktors" included Gary Coleman, RayJ Norwood, Paris Hilton, the entire cast of 1998 hip-hop movie "Belly", the entire cast of 2004 "Soul Plane", the entire cast of 2005 remake "Bad News Bears", Dustin Diamond, Todd Bridges, Ben Aflack, Jean-Claude Van Damme, Ted McGinley, Jeff Conaway, Tony Danza, Madonna, Pia Zodora, Jessica Simpson, Britney Spears, Steven Seagal, Beyonce Knowles, Jennifer Lopez, Tom Cruise, Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Most infamous "hacktors" included Gary Coleman, RayJ Norwood, Paris Hilton, the entire cast of 1998 hip-hop movie "Belly", the entire cast of 2004 "Soul Plane", the entire cast of 2005 remake "Bad News Bears", Dustin Diamond, Todd Bridges, Ben Aflack, Jean-Claude Van Damme, Ted McGinley, Jeff Conaway, Tony Danza, Madonna, Pia Zodora, Jessica Simpson, Britney Spears, Steven Seagal, Beyonce Knowles, Jennifer Lopez, Tom Cruise, Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Since kids have no real taste they are totally unaware of the number of "hacktors" that work for Disney channel, and Nickelodeon.
Why does VH1 fill all their I love the 70's, 80's, 90's, and "Best Week Ever" with "hacktors"?
Why does VH1 fill all their I love the 70's, 80's, 90's, and "Best Week Ever" with "hacktors"?
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