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Thy summer's play If thought is life
My thoughtless hand And strength & breath,
Has brush'd away. And the want
Of thought is death,
Am not I
A fly like thee? Then am I
Or art not thou A happy fly
A man like me? If I live
Or if I die.
For I dance
And drink & sing,
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing.
-- William Blake, "The Fly"
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Old programmers never die, they just become managers.
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You know you have a small apartment when Rice Krispies echo.
-- S. Rickly Christian
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Break into jail and claim police brutality.
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When you are in it up to your ears, keep your mouth shut.
🤠
Tom Tucker: And now Channel 6 black man Ollie Williams with the weather. Ollie. [cuts to Ollie]
Ollie Williams: Issgon' rain!
😯
Michael:
Hi. I'm Michael Jackson, from The Jacksons.
Homer: I'm Homer Simpson, from the Simpsons.
Stark Raving Dad
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