So yeah, The Jalopy Journal got hacked. Some users are seeing all kinds of evil popups as a result. It's a mess or gargantuan proportions. So bad, in fact, that I've had to hire the "cleaner." You've seen Pulp Fiction, right? You know that bad mother fucker they call to clean up the dead bodies? I'm pretty sure I got the same dude - "The Wolf." In any case, he's gonna start laying pipe on Monday morning and with any luck those pop ups will be gone in short order. The good news? Well, the backdoor has been closed... no entrance from there from now on... And, the HAMB was not hacked - just the jalopy journal. Thanks for your patience and sorry for any trouble this mess has caused.
That gives us exactly... forty minutes to get the F out of Dodge. Which, if you do what I say when I say it, should be plenty. Now, you've got a corpse in a car, minus a head, in a garage. Take me to it.
Thanks for the update Ryan. I thought it was my computer and purchased anti-virus software, that I need anyways.
Thanks Ryan, job well done, again. Sorry you have to put up with this crap. So many pathetic people out there these days. Yeah, that's gotta be it, to much raggin' on Harbor Freight...
Ryan- "Did you hack my site? Hacker- "UUUUM...What?" Ryan- "I said...Did you hack my site? Where to you live?" Hacker- "UMMM...What? HUH? I, I, I..... UUUM..Well... Ryan- "Do they speak english in WHAT?" Hacker- "What?" Ryan- "English mother fucker, do you speak it?" Hacker- "Yes!....What?" Ryan- "What does Ryan look like? Hacker- "What?" Ryan- "Say "What" again. Say it one more god damn time! I dare you! I double dog dare you motherfucker!" Ryan- "Does Ryan Cochran look like a Bitch?" Hacker- "UMMMM...No...What?" Ryan- "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know My name is the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon thee." Glad it's all cleaned up Ryan. Thanks for having our back and making this a great place!
Thanks Ryan- glad they didn't pee on the HAMB rug. Fuckin' amatuers. Sheesh, wrong movie. Apologies, with sugar on top.
Torches and pitchforks would be more "traditional". Or- like the Pharoes- we could "tie him to the bumper and drag him".