Visualize Yourself As Successful

and Find Success in Your Mirror

How I Find Success.

[Have we found success and are you finding the digital reef still devoid of cyber predators?]

“My bits have avoided nasty bites on my quest to find success.” The hacker’s eyes flicked down to his tool bar to confirm the monitor in the CEO’s office was still displaying the serene aquatic backdrop.

[You’ve been cyber-diving for 3 hours without much success yet. Are you spearing anything lucky or just sucking your air-tanks dry?]

“Throwing my success finding into higher prominence is a top priority and this ploy is aimed appropriately to help me visualize my successful goals. I can also ink the water so Wall doesn’t know which tentacle belongs to whose octopus but I’m concerned that my nemesis is snorkeling too closely and he might see through my deceptive murk and ravage my success.”

[His name translates to master of success in Norwegian.]

“The Master success finder is tenacious but the nerd is still the boss.” The programmer sipped his coffee.

“Hopefully, I can successfully tweak Wall’s ire past the point where he ignores the adept sphincter’s sound advice.”

[That’s a good theory on the chances of success. Where is the lab experiment to prove your success is sound?]

“William has half-a-ton of porn files saved on his hard drive. Erotica is a interesting subject in many respects.” Terry had briefly delved into it when he first looked at the Internet for a way to find success online. “Serious collectors start thinking about the images, and by extension the subjects, as personal property.” The adroit hacker opened up the file with Soviet Bimbo’s recent production. “Wall just went a quantum step further when he was actually successful in buying a featured starlet.  I wonder if he still believes he has found success after all.”

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[Freya really is incredible though.]

“I understand the allure the girl presented but it shows that pornography is a weakness for William. I can capitalize on that.” The hacker called up a release schedule for Wall Soft’s successful new product line. Boxed copies of the latest upgrade version were already circulated in North America. The ones destined for Asian Markets were in production. “Most tasks have been accomplished but burning the disks is held until last to preinstall up-do-date patches.”

[That’s where the horsefly successfully enters the ointment.]

“Where it burns like Ben-Gay lotion under Bob’s fly.” The hacker had been tempted to include Bob’s own collection as a specific insult but his ultra-savvy asshole made that far too risky. Instead, Terry had searched and been successful at finding a nice assortment of porn with an Arabic theme.

[The feature film ‘Vixens in Veils’ stands as my favorite.]

“With some creative intrusion, I’ve can successfully overwrite the CD master with Saudi flavored erotica. That will appear on retailer’s shelves across Asia, as soon as I have them delivered.”

[Via Saudi Shipping?]

“The Sheik has filed a suit against Wall over his sunken ship. Software Bob should have no lack of success in finding a viable case against his nemesis as well.”

[How near are we to a finding successful completion?]

“I’m at the critical phase. I’ve had to worry about the shark entering the water and have been poised to quickly close the applications.” Fortunately, William had remained occupied away from his desk. The hacker had successfully renamed the porn files to appear to match a Wall Soft installation disk and found success in configuring it. “The next step is the upload: I’ll become exposed.”

[You do know how to find success]

“I can’t leave a back-trail for our butt-sniffing bloodhound to follow.” The programmer would upload, transmit to the production facility and then replace the original at the source. “Later, if I successfully find another unsupervised access, I can overwrite the master after the CD’s are shipped.

[Fire the harpoon!  And may you learn how to find success]

Pray and Find Success

“William’s wrath at Saudi could make Ahab’s hatred of Moby Dick seem as just mild dislike.” The saboteur success extraordinaire tapped his enter key. “Cross your flippers and pray for a success!” His eyes flicked between the screensaver status icon and a progress bar but he had nothing to do except wait, sweat, and guzzle java.