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ㅤ* I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather.. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
ㅤ* Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot his whole life, which created an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from very bad breath. This made him ... what? (This is so bad it's good...) a super-callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
ㅤ* When tempted to fight fire with fire, remember that the Fire Department usually uses water.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Yuck yuck yuck...