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That was it. We were the elite. The world was ours, you know."
Kaylee: "So you had to be naked?"
Simon: "Naked, yes. And on top of the statue of Hippocrates. Can't you
just picture me?"
Kaylee: "What, naked? Oh well, hmm... let's see. I'm gonna have to conjure
up... Yeah, that's gonna be difficult... so, did the Feds come?"
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Law of Selective Gravity:
An object will fall so as to do the most damage.
Jenning's Corollary:
The chance of the bread falling with the buttered side
down is directly proportional to the cost of the carpet.
Law of the Perversity of Nature:
You cannot determine beforehand which side of the bread to butter.
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It is not necessary to inquire whether a woman would like something for
dessert. The answer is yes, she would like something for dessert, but
she would like you to order it so she can pick at it wit