The kiosk graveyard.
Long may they rust.
Oh Kiosks, I knew them well.How they enjoyed Goatse'ing my friends and random strangers.Oh how they provided minutes of drunk entertainment!
I'm picturing the kiosks dilating anuses--or at least trying to.
Why are they piled on the roof, instead of just thrown out ?
Knowlege transfer through data decay.
sending a message to the AC units... keep them in line.
> Send a message
Next step: Putting in Palm Pre^W^WiPhone chargers where the kiosks once were.