Yeah, someone hacked my site last night, turning the front page into a boastful hacked message full of kewl hacker numbers-as-letters stuff.
Fine. Ya got me, Mr. 13 year old in Ohio. Skate posters on the wall and a Mom who doesn't fucking understand you at all!
But isn't it really more fun trying to hack into something that matters, getting past some security system run by someone who knows what they're doing? Really, hacking plaintive wail is sort of like breaking into a house with windows that are always open: "Wow, okay. You got me. Now please give me back my PlayStation and my camera."