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This life is yours. Some of it was given
to you; the rest, you made yourself.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1645 of 2171 |
This login session: $13.76, but for you $11.88.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1646 of 2171 |
This login session: $13.99
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1647 of 2171 |
This must be morning. I never could get the hang of mornings.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1648 of 2171 |
This night methinks is but the daylight sick.
-- William Shakespeare, "The Merchant of Venice"
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1649 of 2171 |
This novel is not to be tossed lightly aside, but to be hurled with
great force.
-- Dorothy Parker
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1650 of 2171 |
This one is for all you military types. For those who don't know, Rangers
are *extremely* well trained members of the U.S. Army. Marines are people
who start out as normal soldiers and then are made to believe that bullets
don't actually hurt.
One day a platoon of Marines are on patrol when they come upon a
Ranger relaxing on top of a small hill. The Ranger puts his hands on his
hips and screams out, "Do any of you seaweed sucking jarheads think you're
man enough to take me on?"
The biggest Marine comes running up the hill, screaming back at the
Ranger. When he gets to the top he simply plows into his foe and the two
tumble down the other side of the hill, out of sight. There is the sound of
a horrendous fight for a moment or two, and then all is quiet. Soon, the
Ranger reappears, quite untouched. He puts his hands on his hips and sneers,
"Well, looks to me like one of you couldn't do it, how about the rest?"
The enraged Marine platoon leader sends his entire platoon (30+men)
charging after the Ranger. They all go tumbling down the far side of the hill.
After 15 minutes of screaming and yelling and cursing a lone, bloodied Marine
crawls over the top of the hill. The platoon leader yells up to his man,
"What's going on up there?" The wounded Marine, with his last bit of breath,
replies, "Sir, it's a... a trap, sir. They're two of them!"
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1651 of 2171 |
This place just isn't big enough for all of us. We've
got to find a way off this planet.
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1652 of 2171 |
This planet has -- or rather had -- a problem, which was this: most of
the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many
solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were
largely concerned with the movements of small green pieces of paper,
which is odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green pieces of
paper that were unhappy.
-- Douglas Adams
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Freebsd Fortunes 6: 1653 of 2171 |
This process can check if this value is zero, and if it is, it does
something child-like.
-- Forbes Burkowski, CS, University of Washington
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