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I'm an evolutionist; I refuse to believe
that I could have been created by man.
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1314 of 2327 |
"I'm ANN LANDERS!! I can SHOPLIFT!!"
-- Zippy the Pinhead
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1315 of 2327 |
I'm dying beyond my means.
-- Oscar Wilde, his last words, while sipping champagne
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1316 of 2327 |
"I'm dying," he croaked.
"My experiment was a success," the chemist retorted .
"You can't really train a beagle," he dogmatized.
"That's no beagle, it's a mongrel," she muttered.
"The fire is going out," he bellowed.
"Bad marksmanship," the hunter groused.
"You ought to see a psychiatrist," he reminded me.
"You snake," she rattled.
"Someone's at the door," she chimed.
"Company's coming," she guessed.
"Dawn came too soon," she mourned.
"I think I'll end it all," Sue sighed.
"I ordered chocolate, not vanilla," I screamed.
"Your embroidery is sloppy," she needled cruelly.
"Where did you get this meat?" he bridled hoarsely.
-- Gyles Brandreth, "The Joy of Lex"
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1317 of 2327 |
I'm fed up to the ears with old men dreaming up wars for young men to die in.
-- George McGovern
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1318 of 2327 |
I'm for bringing back the birch, but only for consenting adults.
-- Gore Vidal
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1319 of 2327 |
I'm for peace -- I've yet to see a man wake up in the morning and say "I've
just had a good war.
-- Mae West
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1320 of 2327 |
I'm free -- and freedom tastes of reality.
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1321 of 2327 |
I'm glad I was not born before tea.
-- Sidney Smith (1771-1845)
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1322 of 2327 |
I'm glad that I'm an American,
I'm glad that I am free,
But I wish I were a little doggy,
And McGovern were a tree.
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