Freebsd Fortunes 7: 867 of 1340 |
You are only young once, but you can stay immature indefinitely.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 868 of 1340 |
You are scrupulously honest, frank, and straightforward.
Therefore you have few friends.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 869 of 1340 |
You are sick, twisted and perverted.
I like that in a person.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 870 of 1340 |
You are so boring that when I see you my feet go to sleep.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 871 of 1340 |
"You are *so* lovely."
"Yes."
"Yes! And you take a compliment, too! I like that in a goddess."
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 872 of 1340 |
You are standing on my toes.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 873 of 1340 |
You are taking yourself far too seriously.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 874 of 1340 |
You are transported to a room where you are faced by a wizard who
points to you and says, "Them's fighting words!" You immediately get
attacked by all sorts of denizens of the museum: there is a cobra
chewing on your leg, a troglodyte is bashing your brains out with a
gold nugget, a crocodile is removing large chunks of flesh from you, a
rhinoceros is goring you with his horn, a sabre-tooth cat is busy
trying to disembowel you, you are being trampled by a large mammoth, a
vampire is sucking you dry, a Tyranosaurus Rex is sinking his six inch
long fangs into various parts of your anatomy, a large bear is
dismembering your body, a gargoyle is bouncing up and down on your
head, a burly troll is tearing you limb from limb, several dire wolves
are making mince meat out of your torso, and the wizard is about to
transport you to the corner of Westwood and Broxton. Oh dear, you seem
to have gotten yourself killed, as well.
You scored 0 out of 250 possible points.
That gives you a ranking of junior beginning adventurer.
To achieve the next higher rating, you need to score 32 more points.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 875 of 1340 |
You are wise, witty, and wonderful,
but you spend too much time reading this sort of trash.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 876 of 1340 |
You ask what a nice girl will do?
She won't give an inch, but she won't say no.
-- Marcus Valerius Martialis
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