|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1951 of 2171|
Life is *not* a Cabaret, and stop calling me chum!
|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1952 of 2171|
Tuesday After Lunch is the cosmic time of the week.
|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1953 of 2171|
Tuesday is the Wednesday of the rest of your life.
|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1954 of 2171|
Turn on, tune in, and take over.
-- Tim Leary
|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1955 of 2171|
Turn the other cheek.
-- Jesus Christ
|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1956 of 2171|
The attention span of a computer is only as long as its
|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1957 of 2171|
Nothing is as inevitable as a mistake whose time has come.
|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1958 of 2171|
TV is chewing gum for the eyes.
-- Frank Lloyd Wright
|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1959 of 2171|
'Twas a woman who drove me to drink,
and I never even had the decency to thank her.
-- R.B. Gossling
|Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1960 of 2171|
"Twas bergen and the eirie road
Did mahwah into patterson: "Beware the Hopatcong, my son!
All jersey were the ocean groves, The teeth that bite, the nails
And the red bank bayonne. that claw!
Beware the bound brook bird, and shun
He took his belmar blade in hand: The kearney communipaw."
Long time the folsom foe he sought
Till rested he by a bayway tree And, as in nutley thought he stood,
And stood a while in thought. The Hopatcong with eyes of flame,
Came whippany through the englewood,
One, two, one, two, and through And garfield as it came.
The belmar blade went hackensack! "And hast thou slain the Hopatcong?
He left it dead and with it's head Come to my arms, my perth amboy!
He went weehawken back. Hohokus day! Soho! Rahway!"
He caldwell in his joy.
Did mahwah into patterson:
All jersey were the ocean groves,
And the red bank bayonne.
-- Paul Kieffer