Awesome. I used to have something like that, maybe longer. It went from my dad's office in the first-floor office on the north east end of the house, up to the ceiling, through an abandoned attic (it was an add-on), through the corner of my office in the north-west side of the house and into the wireless router by my computer which we got internet from our neighbors (by permission of course, we shared the bill, LOL).
Good times, good times.
Whenever I turned on my 20 year old microwave the signal would get jammed and nobody got internet
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Hate is not a family value.
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Hate is not a family value.
Good times, good times.
Whenever I turned on my 20 year old microwave the signal would get jammed and nobody got internet
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Hate is not a family value.
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