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The Schwine-Kitzenger Institute study of 47 men over the age of 100
showed that all had these things in common:
1) They all had moderate appetites.
2) They all came from middle class homes.
3) All but two of them were dead.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1068 of 2171 |
The search for the perfect martini is a fraud. The perfect martini is
a belt of gin from the bottle; anything else is the decadent trappings
of civilization.
-- T.K.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1069 of 2171 |
The second best policy is dishonesty.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1070 of 2171 |
The Second Law of Thermodynamics:
If you think things are in a mess now, just wait!
-- Jim Warner
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1071 of 2171 |
The secret of happiness is total disregard of everybody.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1072 of 2171 |
The secret of healthy hitchhiking is to eat junk food.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1073 of 2171 |
The secret of success is sincerity. Once you can fake that,
you've got it made.
-- Jean Giraudoux
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The secret source of humor is not joy but sorrow;
there is no humor in Heaven.
-- Mark Twain
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1075 of 2171 |
The sendmail configuration file is one of those files that looks like someone
beat their head on the keyboard. After working with it... I can see why!
-- Harry Skelton
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The seven eyes of Ningauble the Wizard floated back to his hood as he
reported to Fafhrd: "I have seen much, yet cannot explain all. The Gray
Mouser is exactly twenty-five feet below the deepest cellar in the palace
of Gilpkerio Kistomerces. Even though twenty-four parts in twenty-five of
him are dead, he is alive.
Now about Lankhmar. She's been invaded, her walls breached
everywhere and desperate fighting is going on in the streets, by a fierce
host which out-numbers Lankhamar's inhabitants by fifty to one -- and
equipped with all modern weapons. Yet you can save the city."
"How?" demanded Fafhrd.
Ningauble shrugged. "You're a hero. You should know."
-- Fritz Leiber, "The Swords of Lankhmar"
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