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Tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe and he'll
believe you. Tell him a bench has wet paint on it and he'll have
to touch to be sure.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 242 of 2171 |
Tell me, O Octopus, I begs,
Is those things arms, or is they legs?
I marvel at thee, Octopus;
If I were thou, I'd call me us.
-- Ogden Nash
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 243 of 2171 |
Tell me what to think!!!
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 244 of 2171 |
Tell me why the stars do shine,
Tell me why the ivy twines,
Tell me why the sky's so blue,
And I will tell you just why I love you.
Nuclear fusion makes stars to shine,
Phototropism makes ivy twine,
Rayleigh scattering makes sky so blue,
Sexual hormones are why I love you.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 245 of 2171 |
Telling the truth to people who misunderstand you is generally
promoting a falsehood, isn't it?
-- A. Hope
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 246 of 2171 |
Tempt me with a spoon!
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 247 of 2171 |
Tempt not a desperate man.
-- William Shakespeare, "Romeo and Juliet"
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 248 of 2171 |
Ten of the meanest cons in the state pen met in the corner of the yard to
shoot some craps. The stakes were enormous, the tension palpable.
When his turn came to shoot, Dutsky nervously plunked down his
entire wad, shook the dice and rolled. A smile crossed his face as a seven
showed up, but it quickly changed to horror as a third die slipped out of
his sleeve and fell to the ground with the two others. No one said a word.
Finally, Killer Lucci picked up the third die, put it in his pocket and
handed the others to Dutsky.
"Roll 'em," Lucci said. "Your point is thirteen."
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 249 of 2171 |
Ten of the meanest cons in the state pen met in the corner of the yard to
shoot some craps. The stakes were enormous, the tension palpable.
When his turn came to shoot, Dutsky nervously plunked down his
entire wad, shook the dice and rolled. A smile crossed his face as a
seven showed up, but it quickly changed to horror as third die slipped out
of his sleeve and fell to the ground with the two others. No one said a
word. Finally, Killer Lucci picked up the third die, put it in his pocket
and handed the others to Dutsky.
"Roll 'em," Lucci said. "Your point is thirteen."
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 250 of 2171 |
Ten persons who speak make more noise than ten thousand who are silent.
-- Napoleon I
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