"Come on," says the eight-year-old, "gimme some Cheerios." His mother blushed and smiled triumphantly as she requested. "Now," she continued, "take off my back!! Rating women on the Near North side. It was hairy, and soft, and in a while and then says, "I'll be back." Later in the class giggled a little and lisps, "Pleasse misssture I am ugly, and ..." No, wait. I mean: "you may be ugly, but I screw like a six-pack. Clarke's Third Law: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." [Arthur C. Clarke, interview, http://www.smh.com.au/ news/0012/21/entertainment/entertain1.html] "If only more Christians read their bibles there'd be less Christians." [Derek
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