Grig: That's the spirit! -- The Last Starfighter
-- Encyclopadia Apocryphia, 1990 ed.
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-- LeSage A | 1967 You Only Live Twice Sean | Many a wife thinks |
Let's say a man and woman are watching a boxing match on TV. One of the boxers is felled by a low blow. The woman says "Oh, gee. That must hurt." The man doubles over and actually FEELS the pain. Dressing Up: A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage, answer the phone, read a book, get the mail. A man will dress up for: weddings, funerals. Speaking of weddings, when reminiscing about weddings, women talk about "the ceremony". Men laugh about "the bachelor party".
"I'd love to go out with you, but I've been scheduled for a karma transplant." "I'd love to go out with you, but it's my parakeet's bowling night."
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right cheek. She chewed | All of the true things | -- | She |
"Encouragement, | zurück und | for i:=1 to random(3)+1 | for i2:=1 to |
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Do your part to help preserve life on Earth -- by trying to preserve your own. Don't abandon hope. Your Captain Midnight decoder ring arrives tomorrow.
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-- Kahlil Gibran Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around -- nobody big, I mean -- except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go