"But it's okay," she said. "I have my own dongle."
"You do?"
"Yes. And you can use it if you want."
"Really?"
"Yes, but only for the night. I'll need it back in the morning."
Nice word, dongle, he thought to himself. Wonder what the fuck it is.
Dongle. Dongle. Dingle dangle dongle. Don't dangle your dongle in Dingle. His mind filled with serious thoughts.
What's she doing with "her own dongle"? Why would I need one? And why would I have to bring it back the next morning?
"Thanks very much. That'd be great."
Posted by Setsunai at January 18, 2006 9:46 AMSo? Don't leave us dangling here!
Posted by: Speedy at January 19, 2006 6:05 AM | Permalink to CommentBuh-dum.
It's a thing you stick in a printer port to give you the right to use a piece of software. Apparently invented by a bloke called Don Gall.
Posted by: Setsunai at January 19, 2006 8:25 PM | Permalink to Comment