Poem. "MAC",
a mac is like the warm summer sun shining apon thee in the morning dew,
a mac is like the breeze on your face while you golf in iceland,
a mac is like the first bite in your icecream cone on a hot summers day.
a mac is like a cup of hot chocolate after a cold day outside in the winter (for all u nothern people, myself included),
a mac is like a fresh donut from dunkin donuts,
BUT a mac wasnt like the first time you kissed a girl in 4th grade, it wasnt like the time you stole somthing from a store and got away with it, it wasnt like the time you got drunk in ur parents house while they were away, its not like every night you spend in bed with your spouce.
that my friend, that is like a 9800 pro.
-Uknown,