Shut up, Eddie! You know in the short time I've known you, I've fallen head-over-heels in love with you.

Eddie: Oh, don't you worry Richie. Within the hour some pheromone-crazed love goddess'll be ripping them off with her teeth. Shit, shit, shit! VD, VD, VD! Why do I bloody lose everything always?! So you think you're good at games, do you, big boy? Well, what about a REAL game? The game of champions! The clash of the great big minds! The battle of the titans! You mean a see-how-much-custard-you-can- hold-in-your-underpants competition! Ye No! Although that's a bloody good idea! We'll do that later if my idea doesn't work out, but this time let's let the custard cool down. Er Oooh You're the ones that didn't find it? We had a laugh about you! Right, here I am, then! Oh, no, I'm not. Vodka Martini - shaken about the place but not spilt! - How do you make a Vodka Martini? - It's gotta have some vodka in it. Other than this general rule of thumb, there is no other restriction on where you could keep your script.Richie: Look, we're going out tonight, to get some fantastic birds! Remember? We don't have to take out our frustrations on each other, we can take them out on them! Okay? Can we examine two halves and some pasties? - Oi, Eddie! - See they got new staff! - Great, innit? - No need to spend any of our line-up money! Remember, lads, don't get too sloshed.

Richie: Oh. Oooh. Ah ha ha ha-ha. Trying to decide which one of us to have, are you? Well before you decide let me tell you that, ah, "Tiny" Eddie here and.. I.. h-hmm.. share the same flat so don't worry, you'll both be waking up in the same house. Sellotape a Sausage to the Fridge! - We haven't got a sausage! - Put a Bit of Sellotape on the Fridge! - It's not much of a game, is it? - You have to do it blindfold! - But we haven't even got a blindfold! - We'll have to improvise! - OK?! - All right. Richie feeds some money into the machine and presses the relevant buttons. Nothing happens. He hits the machine a few times.] Richie: Ungh, blast these underpants! Argh! I've been soaking them for hours and I still can't get them off. You know I've only got one pair of pants? Isn't it nice here in the cellar? Right, keep your eyes closed, run downstairs and count to ten before you start, OK? OW! Right! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten! Well, that's us safe for a couple of hours.

At a first glance, it is only slightly different than a traditional initrd. Initramfs' are loaded quite a bit sooner than initrd's are. Currently however the scripts are executed one after the other, but this might change when Foundations/Specs/EventBasedInitramfs gets implemented. What's the key doing embedded in this cake of soap? That's a bit dangerous, isn't it? Someone could take a copy of it from that. I don't know - maybe give it a try? No, we won't give it a try! OK, so who wants to go and hide? Me! Ha! Fooled you! Right, close your eyes and off we go! Close your eyes. To get the builtin initramfs out of the kernel: objcopy -j .init.ramfs -O binary /boot/vmlinux-2.6.10-2-powerpc /dev/stdout | gunzip -cd | cpio -i

You went twice? - What regiment was you in? - The English one, of course! - What outfit was you in? - The green patchy one, mostly. And that one's called a rook? - Yes! Why? Does it nest in trees - No, it's a castle! - But it's called a rook? - Yes, some people call it a rook. In inscriptions, Mayan was written in paired columns zigzagging downwards from left to right. Any faces on the glyphs generally look towards the beginning of the line, as with Egyptian Hieroglyphs. Elsewhere it was usually written horizontally from left to rightRichie: What are you implying? That I'm some sort of sexual inadequate? I have a very full and rich and varied sex life, thank you very much. I don't need anything from a shop like this! initramfs is the solution introduced for the 2.6 Linux kernel series. The idea is that there's a lot of initialisation magic done in the kernel that could be just as easily done in userspace. Was you there as well? - Er, oh, yes! - What outfit? The grey off-the-shoulder slinky number with sequins and a split up the side.

Happy birthday! Ooh! That's more like it! That's bigger, isn't it? I wonder what it is? It's the remote control from the television set! What do you want to watch, Birthday Boy? Right, Eddie, this time you've really overstepped the mark! It's a fight! Hang on, hang on, hang on! I've got your real present here. TOP TIP: unmute the video to have a watch and a boogie! Full Performance Piano/Vocal Score available (Grade 6/7 Standard) HTML Forms HTML Forms HTML Form Attributes HTML Form Elements HTML Input Types HTML Input Attributes HTML Input Form AttributesTen to one! Brilliant! What a fantastic birthday present! Hang on, hang on! I gave you TWO tenners! - Caught me out, eh? - You don't get much past old Richie! Yeah, you're right there.