True story: A friend who was a heavy smoker asked me to fix his computer. I went to his house and saw the beige desktop and CRT were stained tobacco brown fro

True story: A friend who was a heavy smoker asked me to fix his computer. I went to his house and saw the beige desktop and CRT were stained tobacco brown from second hand smoke. After fixing his "screen's all blurry" problem with some Windex I was ready to go in and see what kind of spyware and viruses he had managed to install on the machine. I was about to ask for his password when I noticed the only spots not covered in ashes on his keyboard were the W, S, C, B, U, N, and I keys. Knowing he was a die hard Chicago Cubs fan it took me one try to guess the password: cubswin. It was a nasty job but he was a good friend so I got his machine all straightened out for him without judgement. The things I do for beer...