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"Ada is the work of an architect, not a computer scientist."
- Jean Icbiah, inventor of Ada, weenie
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Tuesday is the Wednesday of the rest of your life.
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Snakes. Why did it have to be snakes?
-- Indiana Jones, "Raiders of the Lost Ark"
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"Daddy, Daddy, make
Santa Claus go away!"
"I can't, son;
he's grown too
powerful."
"HO HO HO!"
-- Duck's Breath Mystery Theatre
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Eloquence is logic on fire.
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"Is that *you*?" said a female voice. It wasn't exactly an unpleasant one,
but it had a sharp penetrating quality. It seemed to be saying that if you
*weren't* you, then it was *your* fault. Johnny recognized it instantly. It
was the voice of someone who dialled the wrong numbers and then complained
that the phone was answered by people she didn't want to speak to.
(Johnny and the Bomb)
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