| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 85 of 2327 |
He's been like a father to me,
He's the only DJ you can get after three,
I'm an all-night musician in a rock and roll band,
And why he don't like me I don't understand.
-- The Byrds
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 86 of 2327 |
He's dead, Jim.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 87 of 2327 |
He's got the heart of a little child,
and he keeps it in a jar on his desk.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 88 of 2327 |
He's just a politician trying to save both his faces...
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 89 of 2327 |
He's just like Capistrano, always ready for a few swallows.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 90 of 2327 |
He's like a function -- he returns a value, in the form of
his opinion. It's up to you to cast it into a void or not.
-- Phil Lapsley
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 91 of 2327 |
He's the kind of guy, that, well, if you were ever in a jam he'd
be there... with two slices of bread and some chunky peanut butter.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 92 of 2327 |
Heuristics are bug ridden by definition.
If they didn't have bugs, then they'd be algorithms.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 93 of 2327 |
Hewett's Observation:
The rudeness of a bureaucrat is inversely proportional to his or
her position in the governmental hierarchy and to the number of
peers similarly engaged.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 94 of 2327 |
Hey, diddle, diddle the overflow pdl
To get a little more stack;
If that's not enough then you lose it all
And have to pop all the way back.
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