You have to be shitting me. You people cannot be so retarded to use this service can you?
What the hell is KGB? Not the Russian KGB, they were cool. The KGB I’m talking about is… well, KGB is this new ‘service’ as they call it. You can send them a text message with a question and they will text you back an answer. For 99 cents (and whatever text/data charges your cell provider adds on).
Oh wow! If only I thought of something like that…oh wait…Hi GOOGLE!! Google allows you to search via Text Message too! (Located here) The great thing about Google is they don’t charge you $1 to use there service!!
KGB even has an iPhone app! Now let me get this straight. Your pompous ass iPhone user has what they like to call one of the most advanced phones in the world. And with that phone is usually a very steep priced data plan. A data plan that could let you use google, and other apps that answer most of your day to day questions? So why would you want an App that charges $1 to do what your phone probably can do just by farting at the right time!?!?
You are basically paying someone to Google for you.
Unfortunately there seems to be a large crowd of idiots with $1 to spend because KGB has had more than 1 stupid commercial, and apparently are doing okay as a business.
Maybe someone could explain why you should use KGB instead of just finding the answer yourself? You lazy bastards.
January 30th, 2010 at 11:37 am
Try refdesk dot com. Do not know if you can access this with your hand-held electonic leash. Refdesk has links to such a wide assortment of accurate, dependable informtmation (thrppt to wikipedia) that if you can’t get a clue, you must be totally clue-less.
For the verbiage-meisters (such as C.O.G.) Dictionary dot com is fun too.
If you are tired of the liberal socialist crap you get from the alphabet “news” networks, Heritage dot com also has a lot of factual, accurate info.
Pay $0.99 to the KGB? Not bloody likely. By the way, the KGB-actually it predecessor the MKVD is where we get a common crime term.
The MKVD had three levels or degrees of “interogation” the first was restrained, polite and respectfull. The second level had more shouting and in-your-face. The third degree is where they brought out the thumbscrews, red-hot pokers, and Bruno to twist arms and poke out eyeballs. In the old days when someone was given the third degree, they might crawl or were dragged from the interogation room as a bloddy wreck.
WIth this wonderful information, you owe me $0.99. Pay up.