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Well, I suggested it would be nice if the gators or the snowbirds ate the other and it was accepted. The trick is not to be obviously nasty. Be mean subtly.How not okay are we talking?
We are all aware that @turkleton had an "unfortunate incident" with an unfrosted poptart as a young child, right? Or should that be spoilered?This is true, but...
Toaster Strudel > Frosted Pop Tarts > Hot Garbage > Starving to Death > Unfrosted Pop Tarts.
Ummm...excuse me... where are the pictures?Thanks. By the way I have 8 cats, 4 of whom are 3 weeks old.
I will take some today.Ummm...excuse me... where are the pictures?
Oh gosh. I want kittens so bad again.Thanks. By the way I have 8 cats, 4 of whom are 3 weeks old.
I have 6 and 7-month-old ones and I want teeniesOh gosh. I want kittens so bad again.
New favorite person, thank you!I will take some today.
The kittens are all black like their mom, Melissa, and I have an all white mother Kila, and her year old kitten Kilo, he has one blue eye and one gold. Then I have a multi colored feral, Amy.Oh gosh. I want kittens so bad again.
Page Request Errors (PREs) occur when a user attempts to access the MTurk website more than 1 time per second.Im gonna go with ... No
I remember it like it was yesterday... I was eating an unfrosted pop tart for the first time, unknowing of its horrors. I took one bite. I swallowed. Then it happened. My throat began to close up, I was deathly thirsty, I couldn't breath. I looked around for anything in a panic, water, milk, nothing. I fell to the floor. As the air quickly was leaving my veins, along with my consciousness, I slowly crawled to the fridge for some milk. I tried, but was too weak. I laid back, closed my eyes, and began to accept that death was close. Then, a bright light appeared, causing me to open my eyes. I stared into the bright light, until I saw it: a box of frosted Pop Tarts. I quickly grabbed one and took a bite. Suddenly, everything changed. Air began filling my lungs again, things began appearing brighter; I was alive again. I began to cry as I finished off that beautiful frosted Pop Tart. I then picked myself off the floor, dusted myself off and went to the fridge for a celebratory glass of milk, celebrating my win over the evil unfrosted Pop Tart that tried to kill me. I burned the rest of the unfrosted Pop Tarts in a large bonfire shortly thereafter, so that no one else may suffer the cruel fate that almost became of me.We are all aware that @turkleton had an "unfortunate incident" with an unfrosted poptart as a young child, right? Or should that be spoilered?
Yes.. I dont run them together.. Just was curious. I used to run MTS catcher but I dont like it as much as panda. Panda just seems easier for me.Page Request Errors (PREs) occur when a user attempts to access the MTurk website more than 1 time per second.
This is something that Amazon puts in place as a protective measure so that someone like me doesn't run a PANDA for a HIT that runs 100-times-per-second, because if everyone were to do that it would overwhelm and crash MTurk...
So if you are running Panda (or Panda Crazy) at the same time as HIT Catcher, then your computer might be trying to access the MTurk website too many times per second, and this causes MTurk to actually be even slower because MTurk returns an error page with the Page Resquest Error message displayed on it instead of trying to catch the HIT like you're trying to do. Basically, by running more different things at the same time you make it worse for yourself.
Keep it simple... Only run MTS because it was designed to self-regulate HIT Finder and HIT Catcher to balance how frequently they access the MTurk website to avoid the Page Request Errors.
Does that make sense?
I was just trying to be funny and then you go off and write a novel!!!I remember it like it was yesterday... I was eating an unfrosted pop tart for the first time, unknowing of its horrors. I took one bite. I swallowed. Then it happened. My throat began to close up, I was deathly thirsty, I couldn't breath. I looked around for anything in a panic, water, milk, nothing. I fell to the floor. As the air quickly was leaving my veins, along with my consciousness, I slowly crawled to the fridge for some milk. I tried, but was too weak. I laid back, closed my eyes, and began to accept that death was close. Then, a bright light appeared, causing me to open my eyes. I stared into the bright light, until I saw it: a box of frosted Pop Tarts. I quickly grabbed one and took a bite. Suddenly, everything changed. Air began filling my lungs again, things began appearing brighter; I was alive again. I began to cry as I finished off that beautiful frosted Pop Tart. I then picked myself off the floor, dusted myself off and went to the fridge for a celebratory glass of milk, celebrating my win over the evil unfrosted Pop Tart that tried to kill me. I burned the rest of the unfrosted Pop Tarts in a large bonfire shortly thereafter, so that no one else may suffer the cruel fate that almost became of me.
What is Panda exactly? Is that Panda Crazy? Or some other script?Yes.. I dont run them together.. Just was curious. I used to run MTS catcher but I dont like it as much as panda. Panda just seems easier for me.
Jr Panda CrazyWhat is Panda exactly? Is that Panda Crazy? Or some other script?
That graphic is just me constantly though.when MLDaddyLabeler finally posts and you only get like one hit
Are you getting paid by the word?I remember it like it was yesterday... I was eating an unfrosted pop tart for the first time, unknowing of its horrors. I took one bite. I swallowed. Then it happened. My throat began to close up, I was deathly thirsty, I couldn't breath. I looked around for anything in a panic, water, milk, nothing. I fell to the floor. As the air quickly was leaving my veins, along with my consciousness, I slowly crawled to the fridge for some milk. I tried, but was too weak. I laid back, closed my eyes, and began to accept that death was close. Then, a bright light appeared, causing me to open my eyes. I stared into the bright light, until I saw it: a box of frosted Pop Tarts. I quickly grabbed one and took a bite. Suddenly, everything changed. Air began filling my lungs again, things began appearing brighter; I was alive again. I began to cry as I finished off that beautiful frosted Pop Tart. I then picked myself off the floor, dusted myself off and went to the fridge for a celebratory glass of milk, celebrating my win over the evil unfrosted Pop Tart that tried to kill me. I burned the rest of the unfrosted Pop Tarts in a large bonfire shortly thereafter, so that no one else may suffer the cruel fate that almost became of me.