| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2029 of 2327 |
Kiss me, Kate, we will be married o' Sunday.
-- William Shakespeare, "The Taming of the Shrew"
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2030 of 2327 |
Kiss me twice. I'm schizophrenic.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2031 of 2327 |
Kiss your keyboard goodbye!
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2032 of 2327 |
Kissing a fish is like smoking a bicycle.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2033 of 2327 |
Kissing a smoker is like licking an ashtray.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2034 of 2327 |
Kissing don't last, cookery do.
-- George Meredith
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2035 of 2327 |
Kissing your hand may make you feel very good, but a diamond and
sapphire bracelet lasts for ever.
-- Anita Loos, "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes"
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2036 of 2327 |
Kitchen activity is highlighted.
Butter up a friend.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2037 of 2327 |
Kites rise highest against the wind -- not with it.
-- Winston Churchill
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2038 of 2327 |
Klatu barada nikto.
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