Freebsd Fortunes 5

SAGITTARIUS (Nov 22 - Dec 21)
        You are optimistic and enthusiastic.  You have a reckless
        tendency to rely on luck since you lack talent.  The majority of
        Sagitarians are drunks or dope fiends or both.  People laugh at
        you a great deal.

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22 to Dec. 21)
        Move slowly today, be deliberate.  Indications are for bleeding
        ulcers.  Drink milk.  Try not to be your usual offensive and
        obnoxious self.  Call your mother.

SAGITTARIUS (Nov.22 - Dec.21)
        Your efforts to help a little old lady cross a street will
        backfire when you learn that she was waiting for a bus.  Subdue
        impulse you have to push her out into traffic.

Said the attractive, cigar-smoking housewife to her girl-friend: "I
got started one night when George came home and found one burning in
the ashtray."

Sailing is fun, but scrubbing the decks is aardvark.
                -- Heard on Noahs' ark

Sailors in ships, sail on!
Even while we died, others rode out the storm.

Saints should always be judged guilty until they are proved innocent.
                -- George Orwell, "Reflections on Gandhi"

Saliva causes cancer, but only if swallowed
in small amounts over a long period of time.
                -- George Carlin

Sally:  C'mon, Ted, all I'm asking you to do is share your feelings
                with me.
Ted:    ALL?  Do you realize what you're asking?  Men aren't trained
                to share.  We're trained to protect ourselves by not
                letting anyone too close.  Good grief, if I go around
                sharing everything with you, you could hang me out to dry.
Sally:  It's called "trust," Ted.
Ted:    "Sharing"?  "Trust"?  You're really asking me to sail into
                uncharted waters here.
                -- Sally Forth

Sam:   What do you know there, Norm?
Norm:  How to sit.  How to drink.  Want to quiz me?
                -- Cheers, Loverboyd

Sam:   Hey, how's life treating you there, Norm?
Norm:  Beats me. ...  Then it kicks me and leaves me for dead.
                -- Cheers, Loverboyd

Woody: How would a beer feel, Mr. Peterson?
Norm:  Pretty nervous if I was in the room.
                -- Cheers, Loverboyd