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number of your kids by thirty-two teeth.
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If you can see Chuck Norris, he can see you. If you can't see Chuck Norris, you may be only seconds away from death.
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I put the shotgun in an Adidas bag and padded it out with four pairs of tennis
socks, not my style at all, but that was what I was aiming for: If they think
you're crude, go technical; if they think you're technical, go crude. I'm a
very technical boy. So I decided to get as crude as possible. These days,
though, you have to be pretty technical before you can even aspire to
crudeness.
- Johnny Mnemonic, by William Gibson
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Even though they raised the rate for first class mail in the United
States we really shouldn't complain -- it's still only two cents a day.
[and getting better! Soon it'll be down to a penny a day!]
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