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报告翻译问题
only nine lives.
-- Mark Twain, "Pudd'nhead Wilson's Calendar"
😫
"To vacillate or not to vacillate, that is the question ... or is it?"
🙄
"All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in. I'm glad they
are a snowman with protective rubber skin"
-- They Might Be Giants
😷
The reaper does not listen to the harvest.
(Reaper Man)
😴
"When it's time to stop living, I will certainly make Death my number one
choice!"
(The Last Continent)
🤐
There is no statute of limitations on stupidity.
😘
A German, a Pole and a Czech left camp for a hike through the woods.
After being reported missing a day or two later, rangers found two bears,
one a male, one a female, looking suspiciously overstuffed. They killed
the female, autopsied her, and sure enough, found the German and the Pole.
"