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    Originally posted by NickFitz View Post
    To mere stripling youths

    I remember going out of the house and looking up at the moon, knowing that there were people walking around up there.

    You can never know what that felt like unless you lived in those days.

    For me, it's still one of the defining moments of my entire existence: I was able to look at the moon, knowing that, at that very moment, people just like me were there.

    Nothing you've ever experienced comes close to the wonder of knowing that even as you look at that other, tiny world, there are people walking on it - the only people ever to walk on ground that isn't the Earth.

    I feel sorry for those of you who were born too late for that. You'll never know how that felt.
    Or at Groom Lake, Nevada...

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      Originally posted by cailin maith View Post
      Yeah, why not??


      BI - while I remember paddywhack
      <pounce>



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        Originally posted by Diver View Post
        Well, I've really done it this time.
        Chopping up old timbers on the big power saw on friday, and a nail in the timber caught my glove and dragged my left hand into the saw blade.

        Sawed through the back of my hand. cut through the index finger bone, thumb and middle finger bones. severed the tendons for the index, middle and the next finger. nicked half through the thumb tendon and vein, and stripped the skin from the back of my hand.
        they flew me up to Morriston hospital in Swansea to the plastic surgery unit.
        those wonderful surgeons managed to save my hand and all my fingers.
        they sent me home this morning because I wouldn't stay in bed anyway.
        in plaster now up to the elbow, and will be for the next six weeks.


        But at least you didn't break a nail.
        Down with racism. Long live miscegenation!

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          Originally posted by BrilloPad View Post


          May it be the first of many
          Awww, thanks for the welcome. Though you may regret it later...

          Currently watching Zulu Dawn while drinking beer. But my daughter wants to go to http://barbie.everythinggirl.com/butterfly/ so I'll have to stop surfing.
          Down with racism. Long live miscegenation!

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            Originally posted by BrowneIssue View Post
            About 4 pints of Carling Black Label in the restaurant and two cans of Carlsberg when I got home. Spread over 5½ hours.
            Spread over 5 1/2 years, that's enough to make me vomit...

            Ugh!

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              Originally posted by BrowneIssue View Post
              I once had a student allocated to me for 4 months on work experience.

              At the end I assured her all her work would be embedded into ClientCorp's core systems. I escorted her to the door, went back to my desk and deleted her home directory.

              Zero risk, zero benefit.

              Job done.
              I ended up working for a student on one memorable contract.

              I had to threaten to throw my toys out of the pram to get assigned something else.

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                Originally posted by BrowneIssue View Post
                I reckon you need all these supplements because of your poor diet.

                There's not much nutrition to be had in students, you know.
                Plenty of interesting diseases though...

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                  Originally posted by BrowneIssue View Post
                  But some don't follow that path - they cross it and so only see cross-sections of TPD.
                  Fools!

                  They know not what they miss!

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                    Originally posted by BrowneIssue View Post
                    Aha! Proof!





                    See? TPD is like crack cocaine, only more addictive.

                    Once started, there is no stopping.
                    Crystal Meth?

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                      Originally posted by NotAllThere View Post
                      Awww, thanks for the welcome. Though you may regret it later...

                      Currently watching Zulu Dawn while drinking beer. But my daughter wants to go to http://barbie.everythinggirl.com/butterfly/ so I'll have to stop surfing.
                      Why would we regret it? I very much doubt anyone is worse than me...

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