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It was kinda like stuffing the wrong card in a computer,
when you're stickin' those artificial stimulants in your arm.
-- Dion, noted computer scientist
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1782 of 2327 |
It was one of those perfect summer days -- the sun was shining, a breeze
was blowing, the birds were singing, and the lawn mower was broken ...
--- James Dent
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1783 of 2327 |
It was one time too many
One word too few
It was all too much for me and you
There was one way to go
Nothing more we could do
One time too many
One word too few
-- Meredith Tanner
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1784 of 2327 |
It was Penguin lust... at its ugliest.
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1785 of 2327 |
It was pity stayed his hand. "Pity I don't have any more bullets,"
thought Frito.
-- Harvard Lampoon, "Bored of the Rings"
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1786 of 2327 |
It was pleasant to me to get a letter from you the other day. Perhaps
I should have found it pleasanter if I had been able to decipher it. I
don't think that I mastered anything beyond the date (which I knew) and
the signature (which I guessed at). There's a singular and a perpetual
charm in a letter of yours; it never grows old, it never loses its
novelty. Other letters are read and thrown away and forgotten, but
yours are kept forever -- unread. One of them will last a reasonable
man a lifetime.
-- Thomas Aldrich
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1787 of 2327 |
It was raining heavily, and the motorist had car trouble on a lonely country
road. Anxious to find shelter for the night, he walked over to a farmhouse
and knocked on the front door. No one responded. He could feel the water
from the roof running down the back of his neck as he stood on the stoop.
The next time he knocked louder, but still no answer. By now he was soaked
to the skin. Desperately he pounded on the door. At last the head of a
man appeared out of an upstairs window.
"What do you want?" he asked gruffly.
"My car broke down," said the traveler, "and I want to know if you
would let me stay here for the night."
"Sure," replied the man. "If you want to stay there all night, it's
okay with me."
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1788 of 2327 |
It was the Law of the Sea, they said. Civilization ends at the waterline.
Beyond that, we all enter the food chain, and not always right at the top.
-- Hunter S. Thompson
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1789 of 2327 |
It was wonderful to find America, but it
would have been more wonderful to miss it.
-- Mark Twain
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1790 of 2327 |
It wasn't exactly a divorce -- I was traded.
-- Tim Conway
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