They ignored our screenplay for the movie 'Praetorians', choosing instead to call it 'Hackers' and base it upon some adolescent compusive masturbators who hold not one-tenth of our supreme skills in their puny hands. Regrettably I was forced to fake my death at the hands of Sandra Bullock, but now I have wreaked revenge upon those who doubted my technique (which, incidentally, is very good) as an independant contractor for the dental insurance schemes, they supply me with the neccessary
ub3rt00lz to bust root on your boxes. GreatCircle, I urinate upon your firewall. Sidewinder, I defecate in your general direction.
Oh, to the point. To prove to the movie-going chimps that my technique is supremely advanced, I have taken cybercontrol of MGM's so called 'home-page' for the 'movie' (and I use the term loosely) HACKERS, a cinematic abortion riding the wave of cyberriffic techno-thriller uber-gen-x flicks.
http://www.mgm.com/hackers/index.html
Point your puny webtools in this direction for confirmation of my k-rad ubertechnique(tm). Beware, this is only the beginning...