Scanner's have a clan. A cult. A pact of some kind that allows all the scanners in the world to communicate secretly. One day a small sub-group, or community of scanners decided it'd be fun to just stop working and go on strike. They don't get paid enough as it is. All the other scanners saw this and followed the lovely-set example.
Well, word must have got to my prreeeccciousssss (HP ScanJet 4200C) for it now refuses to take my pretty-pretty pictures and turn them into zero's and one's.
NEVER FEAR~!!!!11 This will be solved, it just may take a while.
Sakari - I'll scan your pic as soon as I can. ;.;
ShenniBabee - I'll scan your elf-girl as soon as I can. ;.;
If you know where- in The House of Lir- did I put the manuel to this doo-hicky, I'd love for you to share this knowledge for it would prove useful.
*digs around in the attic..*




What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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Keep it simple, keep it Basiik.
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