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Help a swallow land at Capistrano.
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HELP!!!! I'm being held prisoner in /usr/games/lib!
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Help stamp out and abolish redundancy!
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Help stamp out Mickey-Mouse computer interfaces -- Menus are for Restaurants!
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If you have to travel on the Titanic, why not go first class?
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Her days were spent in a kind of slow bustle; always busy without
getting on, always behind hand and lamenting it, without altering
her ways; wishing to be an economist, without contrivance or
regularity; dissatisfied with her servants, without skill to make
them better, and whether helping, or reprimanding, or indulging
them, without any power of engaging their respect.
-- J. Austen
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Her locks an ancient lady gave
Her loving husband's life to save;
And men -- they honored so the dame --
Upon some stars bestowed her name.
But to our modern married fair,
Who'd give their lords to save their hair,
No stellar recognition's given.
There are not stars enough in heaven.
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Here about the young Chinese woman who just won the lottery?
One fortunate cookie...
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Here at the Phone Company, we serve all kinds of people;
from President's and Kings to the scum of the earth...
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Here comes the orator, with his flood of words and his drop of reason.