Best post!

Aieeeeee! I have a big weiner! Heeeeee-ya!

Hey, if you just consumed some "fungi", I'll bet you'd only be walking straight for a few moments too. Lighten up on the poor camels. Sheesh!

I'm working on 'Badger Control'.

Unfortunately I have no programming skills, poor motor control, and no imagination so the release date has been postponed indefinitely.

Just imagine the soundtrack for "Badger Control." It could be an Internet sensation!

I have a short mushroom...

Where can I download Fancy Checken Audio?

Chechen audio?

http://chechen.8m.com/music/

Ah, the sonorous music of Yurt-Da.

I, being a person who has actually ridden a camel, will defend Mr. Liu by stating that a camel is indeed a difficult animal to control. Two thumbs up for this realistic camel-herding simulation.

I'm siding with Mr. Henry (of no fixed name, apparently) on this one. However, my camel may have been difficult to control due to having recently fed it pigeon eggs, which, as we all know, will make a camel launch into a frenzy.

the 10th level features hillbillies trying to whack your camels.

I meant chicken (note the Audio Hijack Pro ad), you camel-jockeys, but I'll check out the Chechen music, anywho.

try playing hillbilly whack and camel control at the same time !

Hillbilly-Controlled Camel Whack! Now there's a game for you!

Can't we just shoot the camels? We don't actually have to kill them, just blow out their knee caps or something.

As my name suggests, I have a fondness for desert life :)

So this app made me smile, and I can forgive its shortcomings. The author could have at least modified the default "Untitled" title in the window, though.

How about head-to-head woodchipper mode? Norm tries to steer the camel into the woodchipper and Norm's opponent tries to steer Norm into the woodchipper.

We could put Norm *inside* the chipper, and challenge him to pull both the camel & the opponent in with him (in any order he wants)...

Is it time yet to talk about having sex with camels? I don't seem to be getting all of my memos lately.

Inane comments and ads?!

I'd walk a mile for a camel.

I'd walk a camel for a mile.

But only if you paid me.

What's a "camel?"

Is it me or is one of those camels bending over to take a dump?

Dear Friends;
I have some personal news that I need to share with you, and I wanted you to hear it directly from me. This weekend I underwent a successful surgery to remove a cancerous tumor from my pancreas. I had a very rare form of pancreatic cancer called an islet cell neuroendocrine tumor, which represents about 1% of the total cases of pancreatic cancer diagnosed each year, and can be cured by surgical removal if diagnosed in time (mine was). I will not require any chemotherapy or radiation treatments.

The far more common form of pancreatic cancer is called adenocarcinoma, which is currently not curable and usually carries a life expectancy of around one year after diagnosis. I mention this because when one hears "pancreatic cancer" (or Googles it), one immediately encounters this far more common and deadly form, which, thank god, is not what I had.

I will be recuperating during the month of August, and expect to return to work in September. While I'm out, I've asked Tim Cook to be responsible for Apple's day to day operations, so we shouldn't miss a beat. I'm sure I'll be calling some of you way too much in August, and I look forward to seeing you in September.

Steve

PS: I'm sending this from my hospital bed using my 17-inch PowerBook and an Airport Express.

Steve,

Why did you do it? Why don't you return my calls? I miss you.

Call me.

Love,
islet cell neuroendocrine tumor

not the last post

I'm going to buy CamelControl as educational software for my children.

Nobody needs the skills you develop at school, at home or in SimCity, Doom or Warcraft.

CamelControl = life as it is.

soon to be released: lama control.

wot we really need is wanker control !!!
then there will be no more posters on pvt cars, etc

I wholeheartedly agree with that last poster.

With Wanker Control implemented, we would not have had to read his monkey-spanking efforts.

i guess aussi boy would need sheep control to keep track of his girlfriends/boyfriends and family members.

i resent the fact that you assume we sheep would lower ourselves to accept you vile human scum.

don't touch my sheep.

Why lama control?

Why not llama control?

http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=lama

badger

Camel, lama, badger, sheep, wanker control... that's not enough! Why not ALL-control?

Oh sorry, I just remembered that's already licensed exclusively to run on Bill Gate's desktop.

(If ALL-control is controlling *everything* and Billy boy is using ALL-control, then who's controlling Billy boy?)

Whatawanker, I think you are confusing me with a New Zealander. Could that be because you're cross-eyed from the pursuit of your addiction?

Guilt by association?

Hey you camel honking pussy wips, let's see action on this comment section. No more of your namby-pamby "oh look at me I have a big wiener comments." Well Oscar Meyer has a job for you that you will probably fuck up in the end, so make those damn comments anyways.

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To answer the question "what is a camel" in the most simple terms possible ... it's Sodamn Insane's wife. Yes, they practice poligamy there (marrying more than one camel), so they all are his wives.

Yes Norm, that one is taking a dump. Do you mind? Even camels need their privacy, you know ...

(Personally, I got a kick out of the "camel dump" falling from the top of the screen ... oh wait that's supposed to be a fence!)

I won't download it until the third "sequel" to the game, which is slated to be named "Chicken Control". I hear you can lop off their heads to make the game more challenging in that version (a feature not supported in Camel Control).

Wanker Control was put on indefinite hold due to some wanker crying about discrimination or something like that. Deal with it, you wankers!

Dammit you underarm bowling ex-convict aussie boy-fancier, its the Scottish who like a 'wee spot of ewe', not us kiwis.

We actually prefer winging across the Tasman to nail your brain dead whining sheilas while you are all distracted feeding performance enhancing drugs to your cyclists and stealing our famous racehorses and pavlovas.

Uh, now there's no reviews on the front page... Please post reviews a little more often, we'd all like that.

Ah, newzealander, it seems that you are yet another victim of our cunning plan to let you *think* you're nailing our "sheilas", etc.

First of all, no New Zealander has yet managed to escape the Bondi Trap. And what, I hear you ask, is that? Well I'm so glad you asked!

The Bondi Trap is the illusion -- created by adding powerful hallucinogens to the beer of any person entering Australia and who is heard to speak of "fush 'nd chups" (translation: fish and chips), the "sivun didly suns" (seven deadly sins), or asking to borrow a "pin" (pen) -- that Australia is Bondi, and vice versa. No New Zealander ever makes it out of Bondi.

For those readers who are unversed in the details of suburban Sydney, Bondi is a Sydney suburb inhabited in large part by New Zealanders collecting unemployment benefits from the Australian government while holding large, rowdy, beer-soaked parties in which they pretend to be superior to Australians, but which are really long, loud laments that the Land of the Long White Cloud is as lame as the left leg of a lost Laotian lama.

And the person who invented Sheila Suits for Sheep has made a fortune in the Bondi car-boot markets (held every second Sunday in the car park of the Fleeing Ewe Hotel, a well-known haunt of expatriate New Zealanders). We Aussies always get the last laugh on our Trans-Tasman cousins. Well, nearly always (there is, sadly, the matter of the Bledisloe Cup), but that's really not the point. It's the meaningless competition that's the fun, after all!

Ignore me. I'm just seeing if HTML codes work in these posts.

Apparently they do.

Woohoo!

"The Fleeing Ewe Hotel"! That's awesome.

Where the heck is everybody?

Apparently the camels have eaten them. Never mind. We can amuse ourselves by baiting Kiwis until they are regurgitated or passed from the orifice to the rear.

Aussie boy, all I can say to that fetid extrusion of malformed syllables about Bondi beach is that I came, I saw, and I left hastily, and it wasn't fellow wandering sophisticates from Bright Pure Aotearoa I saw there, but a vast steaming heap of castoff humanity from your great unwashed southern land, armwrestling with the cockroaches for the best views from under the table.

Anyway, it seems South Africa has the last laugh this time. So thats why they call it the "Tri Nations".

Boorrrrinnnnnnng