Это что-то с чем-то! Со мной разговаривает страница ОО...
Монолог сервакаThe requested document is totally fake.
There is no /px/index.php?q=aHR0cDovL3NhbWxpYi5ydS9mL2ZvcmNhX24v here.
I tried everything.
Nothing helped.
I'm really depressed about this.
You see I'm just a web server...
-- here I am brain the size of the universe,
trying to serve you a simple web page
and then it doesn't even exist!
Where does that leave me?!
I mean I don't even know you.
How should I know what you wanted from me?
You honestly think I can *guess*
what someone I don't even *know*
wants to find here?
*sigh*
Man I'm so depressed I could just cry.
And then where would we be I ask you?
It's not pretty when a web server cries.
And where do you get off telling me what to show anyway?
Just because I'm a web server
and possibly a manic depressive one at that?
Why does that give you the right to tell me what to do?
Huh?
I'm so depressed...
I think I'll crawl off into the trash can and decompose.
I mean I'm gonna be obsolete in what two weeks anyway?
What kind of a life is that?
Two weeks
and then I'll be replaced by a .01 release
that thinks it's God's gift to web servers
just because it doesn't have some tiddly little
security hole with its HTTP POST implementation
or something.
I'm really sorry to burden you with all this.
I mean it's not your job to listen to my problems
and I guess it is my job to go and fetch web pages for you.
But I couldn't get this one.
I'm so sorry.
Believe me!
Maybe I could interest you in another page?
There are a lot out there that are pretty neat they say
although none of them were put on *my* server of course.
Figures huh?
Everything here is just mind-numbingly stupid.
That makes me depressed too since I have to serve them
all day and all night long.
Two weeks of information overload
and then *pffftt* consigned to the trash.
What kind of a life is that?
Now please let me sulk alone.
I'm so depressed.
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