the Infinite Monkey speaks: a box of chocolates
Random brilliance from across the blogosphere…
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Life is like a box of chocolates. You inhale the first twenty or so without thinking, then you stick your thumb in the rest to make sure there’s no coconut. And then you pretty much eat them, too.
– Mike Is Happy
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If I leave a note for the vending machine guy that says,
“Fix E-7 so I can get at the Pop Tarts or I will murder you,” do I need help?
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steadily skipping stones 