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Labor, n:
One of the processes whereby A acquires property for B.
-- Ambrose Bierce
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2064 of 2327 |
Lack of capability is usually disguised by lack of interest.
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2065 of 2327 |
Lack of money is the root of all evil.
-- George Bernard Shaw
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2066 of 2327 |
Lackland's Laws:
1. Never be first.
2. Never be last.
3. Never volunteer for anything.
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2067 of 2327 |
LACTOMANGULATION:
Manhandling the "open here" spout on a milk carton so badly that
one has to resort to using the "illegal" side.
-- "Sniglets", Rich Hall & Friends
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2068 of 2327 |
La-dee-dee, la-dee-dah.
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2069 of 2327 |
Ladies and Gentlemen, Hobos and Tramps,
Cross-eyed mosquitos and bowlegged ants,
I come before you to stand behind you
To tell you of something I know nothing about.
Next Thursday (which is good Friday),
There will be a convention held in the
Women's Club which is strictly for Men.
Admission is free, pay at the door,
Pull up a chair, and sit on the floor.
It was a summer's day in winter,
And the snow was raining fast,
As a barefoot boy with shoes on,
Stood sitting in the grass.
Oh, that bright day in the dead of night,
Two dead men got up to fight.
Three blind men to see fair play,
Forty mutes to yell "Hooray"!
Back to back, they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise,
Came and arrested those two dead boys.
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2070 of 2327 |
Ladies, here's a hint: If you're playing against a friend who has big
boobs, bring her to the net and make her hit backhand volleys. That's
the hardest shot for the well endowed. "I've got to hit over them or
under them, but I can't hit through," Annie Jones used to always moan
to me. Not having much in my bra, I found it hard to sympathize with
her.
-- Billie Jean King
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2071 of 2327 |
Lady, lady, should you meet
One whose ways are all discreet,
One who murmurs that his wife
Is the lodestar of his life,
One who keeps assuring you
That he never was untrue,
Never loved another one...
Lady, lady, better run!
-- Dorothy Parker, "Social Note"
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2072 of 2327 |
Lady Luck brings added income today.
Lady friend takes it away tonight.
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