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of years have been watched with frank admiration and amazement by Lord
Vetinari. Outright theft as a policy had never occured to him.
(alt.fan.pratchett)
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"In those days spirits were brave, the stakes were high,
men were real men, women were real women, and small furry
creatures from Alpha Centauri were real small furry
creatures from Alpha Centauri. "
😘
<knghtbrd> *snipsnip*
<rcw> oh dear, is that the sound of fortune-database editing?
<Joy> uh oh
<knghtbrd> Yes =>
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Lois: What happens if Meg develops a coke habit?
Peter: [shouts] No Coke! Pepsi!
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Unix will self-destruct in five seconds... 4... 3... 2... 1...
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Peter: Man, this is a great show. They drag these idiots up on stage and then blindside 'em. Like this one guy, didn't know he was actually two midgets.
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