LeightonJames

Yeah they are

Thanks @VeryPC and co. The Big Zappers were excellent and my daughter wants to get some more (it was great watching her gurn whilst trying them). Where did you get them from? Looking forward to more fun and games from you all in the future!!! P.S. Videos need more Danni

For reasons I can't understand people still watch this drivel. Nil points from me

Well done Danni for getting in the spirit Well done winner

@sparkeh they are brilliant!!!

Love the Metal Gear reference there X-13

Good Luck for today everyone. Thanks @VeryPC and Staff for another month of fun filled shenannigans.

BRILLIANT! That made me laugh

After months of trying to get a method that works with the various versions of Windows I have finally succeeded. The aim was to create a USB bootable drive which contains a copy of EVERY Wim I use that can be installed on machines that don't image very well/quickly or simply don't have the capability to be imaged. The latter portion of the previous sentnce is what drove me to find a solution as I am due to be setting up 20+ Tablets that do not have a network port on them. So, how did I manage it? A VERY slimmed down version of WinPE (WinPESE) with network capability (through the use of PENetwork) and the use of an application called WinNTSetup3. Thesed apps were baked into the WinPE image so that they coiuld be run from RAM. I'm not going to go into too much detail regarding the WinPE section as I am unsure how it is looked at in terms of legality however I created my own WinPE environment using WinPESE and our Windows 10 Enterprise 64bit ISO. You could possibly use a 32 bit ISO but I opted for the 64Bit version. So once you have your WinPESE iso you will need to make a USB bootable version of it, I used Rufus and a 500GB drive as my weapons of choice. Once the ISO has been copied onto the USB drive and the drive is bootable you need to create 2 folders on the drive. These can go anywhere you want but I put them in the root to make locating them easier. The folders you need are WIM's and Unattends Simply copy your WIM's and unattends into these 2 folders. Boot your target machine from USB and wait for WinPE to boot. If you have included PENetwork in your build (which I highly recommend you do) it will launch at login and after a brief pause it will initiate your network cards and allow you to connect to Wireless and Wired Networks. Installing Windows using WinNTSetup3 This is the simplest part of the entire process. Select your chosen WIM in the top section Select your System Reserved Drive Select the desired Installation Location and then Format it using the F button next to Search. If you choose to use an Unattend file with your installation, select the Unattend option in the bottom left and locate your chosen Unattend file. Leave the rest of the settings as they are and then click Setup. On the next pop up check the settings are correct and then click OK. Now wait. I found that one of the custom WIM’s I use which is around 16GB in size takes about 20 minutes to install. Once it has finished, reboot the machine and follow through the remaining steps. Why the network connectivity? You can if you wish use this method to rollout images over a network where WDS/SCCM is not an option. Share the Wim’s location and allow your clients to connect to it using the Network drive option in PENetwork. It will obviously be quite slow over wireless if that is your only option but it does give you another way to deploy images. The beauty of this is that you do not need to leave the USB drive plugged in in order to use these options as WinPE runs from RAM

I'm sad that I won't be in the running for Monday's Draw but I'm happy that I finally won something so...........

I've had Colin as my Avatar for the last 12 months :D :D Just been too lazy to change it i suppose

@VeryPC you need to get her an account on here so we can mention her directly and persuade her to take part. Danni, you will not regret it. It will be the highlight of your VeryPC Career. Colin used to be a nobody. He is now a youtube phenomenom The world is ready for your starring role, go out there and take it. Take it with both hands and NEVER let it go. You were born to be on film. The camera loves you. There is no business like show business. Ok... think i might be getting a little carried away with myself and potentially overselling it.

Whhop!! Thanks Al & Team

What did you win though @DalekSec

Waiting to find out what I won.... Nothing probably as per usual but the fun is there all the same

Wel............ I just finished Nate the Snake and was not disappointed with the ending

:nod: :nod:

I have no more jokes(?) like that now. I apologise for traumatising @mikkydoos

You asked for it

The day before his 15th birthday, the son of a wealthy family was asked by his father, `Well my son, what would you like for your birthday?' The son hesitated a moment and his father's thoughts leapt ahead to a new computer and similar things. However, his son had had a new computer only recently and could have a new one any time he wished. Finally, the son said, `Father, I have everything a boy could wish for, but there is one thing I would really like. I would love to have a pink ping pong ball.' The father was rather astonished at this wish, but said, `If it is a pink ping pong ball that you want, a pink ping pong ball you shall have.' And so, the next day, the son was given as his bithday present a pink ping pong ball. The boy took the ball to his room and the next morning the pink ping pong ball was gone. The father was mildly surprised but decided not to say anything. The pink ping pong ball, however, was never seen again. The next year, a day before his 16th birthday, the father asked his son what he would like for his birthday. `Father,' replied the son, `I have everything a boy could possibly wish for, but there is one thing I would really, really like. I would love to have a tenpack of pink ping pong balls.' The father was more surprised than the year before, but kept his curiosity at bay, for he knew that his son had a right for privacy. he said therefore, `If it is a tenpack of pink ping pong balls that you want, a tenpack of pink ping pong balls you shall have.' And so, the next day, the son was given as his birthday present a tenpack of pink ping pong balls. The boy took the tenpack of balls to his room and the next morning, not a single ball remained, merely the empty husk of the tenpack. The father wondered where ten pink ping pong balls might disappear to, but decided not to say anything. The pink ping pong balls, however, were never seen again. The next year, a day before his 17th birthday, the son was asked by his father what he would like for his birthday. `Father,' said the son to this, `I have everything a boy could wish for, but one thing would make my happiness complete. I would dearly want a carton of pink ping pong balls.' The father was beyond surprise, but decided to make sure he had not misheard. `A carton of pink ping pong balls?' `A carton of pink ping pong balls,' the boy confirmed. `I can't understand your fascination with pink ping pong balls,' said the father, `but if it is a carton of pink ping pong balls that you want, it is a carton of pink ping pong balls that you shall have.' And so, the next day, the boy was given as his birthday present a carton of pink ping pong balls. The boy was delighted and took the carton to his room. The next day, miraculously (as if by magic, even) the pink ping pong balls had all disappeared. `Dear son,' said the father, `I must ask now, what do you do with all those pink ping pong balls?' The son, however, was reluctant to tell him. `Please humour me, dear father.' The carton of pink ping pong balls, however, was never seen again. The next year, it was clear that the son would get a car, but the father felt that, perhaps, his son also had some other wish apart from the obvious. So, one day before the son's 18th birthday, the father asked him whether he had a special wish for his birthday. `Dearest father,' the son started, `I have everything a young man could possibly want, but there is one craving in me. I would, more than anything, want a warehouse full of pink ping pong balls.' One of these years, his father thought, I should get to the bottom of this. However, he decided to humour his son's wish. At least he had been wise enough to buy shares in a pink ping pong ball factory. The next day, the son was given the address of a warehouse where all his new pink ping pong balls were stored. The son was delighted and decided to spend the next night in the warehouse rather than at home. The following morning, the son stepped out of the warehouse, but it seemed to be empty otherwise. The father had a closer look and indeed, apart from empty cardboard boxes, nothing was left inside the warehouse. No pink ping pong balls were left. The following year, one day before the son's 19th birthday, the father braced himself for another warehouse of pink ping pong balls. He asked his son what his deepest desire was and he had not been entirely wrong. `Father, you have made me very happy these last years and this year I ask of you a shipload of pink ping pong balls if at all possible.' It was possible, if only because the father had by now bought each and every factory of pink ping pong balls in the country. The next day, the father took his son to the harbour and showed him a huge tanker and told his son that there were millions, billions, trillions of pink ping pong balls in there. `Father,' the son said, `You've made me very happy yet again.' That night, the son spent on board the tanker. The next morning, not a single of the pink ping pong balls could be found, but the son was happy. A few days before his 20th birthday, however, the son had a terrible road accident and was taken to the hospital. His father visited the young man in hospital. `My dear son! Can I bring you anything to make you feel better?' Weakly, the son sat up in bed. `Father, dearest father, grant me this wish; just one tenpack of pink ping pong balls.' The father held his son's hand tightly. `Whatever you wish my son, but I have to give you one condition. Even if it may be embarrassing, I must know what you did with all those pink ping pong balls.' `Very well, father, but please indulge me first. I will tell you whatever you wish to know after you have given me the ten pink ping pong balls.' The father thought that was fair enough and the next day brought his son the ten asked for pink ping pong balls. The son smiled weakly but seemed too weak to talk. `Son, I leave these pink ping pong balls with you and shall come back tomorrow to ask of you what you have done with all those pink ping pong balls.' The son nodded weakly. The next day, less than surprisingly, no pink ping pong balls could be found in the son's hospital room. `Now, my dearest son, apple of my eye, treasure of my life, please tell me what you did with all those pink ping pong balls,' the father requested. The son nodded and the father gripped his hand tighter. `I-' the son started and sat up a bit, swallowing with a dry mouth. `I- I-' Then he died.

Nope, not that one

I do have another one in i similar vein regarding ping pong balls. should anyone want to read it I will share it

Congrats Winner!!! Loved the gallery and was singing the theme tune as soon as you asked Tom for the Camera.

A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, “My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?” The monk graciously accepts him, feeds him dinner, and even fixes his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound. The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.” The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way. Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery. The monk accepts him, feeds him, and even fixes his car. That night, he hears the same strange noise that he had heard years earlier. The next morning, he asks what it is, but the monks reply, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.” The man says, “All right, all right. I’m dying to know. If the only way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?” The monk reply, “You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers, you will become a monk.” The man sets about his task. Forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, “I have traveled the earth and have found what you have asked for. There are 145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth.” The monk reply, “Congratulations. You are now a monk. We shall now show you the way to the sound.” The monk leads the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, “The sound is right behind that door.” The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He says, “Real funny. May I have the key?” The monks give him the key, and he opens the door. Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man demands the key to the stone door. The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire. So it went until the man had gone through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, and amethyst. Finally, the monks say, “This is the last key to the last door.” The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is amazed to find the source of that strange sound. But I can’t tell you what it is because you’re not a monk

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