Congrats to Fústar for this wonderful nostalgic piece of geekery:
After pausing for a moment or two to decide how to proceed, my father (I think it was he) suggested I “ask it a question”. This, I cheerfully admit, didn’t strike me as too absurd an idea. It was the mid 80s (in Ireland) remember – a time when home computers carried potent whiffs of the techno-exotic and the quasi-magical. In other words, we genuinely thought they knew stuff.
“What is the capital of Ethiopia?”, typed I.
“Syntax Error”, replied Arnold.
Several hundred syntax errors later and a disillusioned pall began to fall over the family.