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The Hunchback of Notre-Dame
Skipper: We'll fix it.
Alex: Fix it? How you gonna fix this?
Skipper: Grit, spit and a whole lotta duct tape.
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You're kidding! It was only a quick association of 'ugliest' and 'Paris'
Sorry for ruining this...
Skipper: We'll fix it.
Alex: Fix it? How you gonna fix this?
Skipper: Grit, spit and a whole lotta duct tape.
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I was going to guess either that or Phantom of the Opera, expecting neither to be correct.
Some men are born mediocre, some men achieve mediocrity, and some men have mediocrity thrust upon them.
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Kornfeld Eliyahu Peter wrote: Sorry for ruining this
No you're not
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After Quasimodo's death, the bishop of the cathedral of Notre Dame sent word through the streets of Paris that a new bellringer was needed. The bishop decided that he would conduct the interviews personally and went up into the belfry to begin the screening process. After observing several applicants demonstrate their skills, he decided to call it a day when a lone, armless man approached him and announced that he was there to apply for the bellringer's job. The bishop was incredulous.
"You have no arms!"
"No matter," said the man, "Observe!"
He then began striking the bells with his face, producing a beautiful melody on the carillon. The bishop listened in astonishment, convinced that he had finally found a suitable replacement for Quasimodo. Suddenly, rushing forward to strike a bell, the armless man tripped, and plunged headlong out of the belfry window to his death in the street below. The stunned bishop rushed to his side. When he reached the street, a crowd had gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the beautiful music they had heard only moments before. As they silently parted to let the bishop through, one of them asked, "Bishop, who was this man?"
"I don't know his name," the bishop replied, sadly,
"but his face rings a bell."
The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his heart due to the unfortunate death of the armless campanologist, the bishop continued his interviews for the bellringer of Notre Dame. The first man to approach him said, "Your excellency, I am the brother of the poor, armless wretch that fell to his death from this very belfry yesterday. I pray that you honor his life by allowing me to replace him in this duty."
The bishop agreed to give the man an audition, and as the armless man's brother stooped to pick up a mallet to strike the first bell, he groaned, clutched at his chest and died on the spot. Two monks, hearing the bishop's cries of grief at this second tragedy, rushed up the stairs to his side. "What has happened?" the first breathlessly asked, "Who is this man?"
"I don't know his name," sighed the distraught bishop,
"But he's a dead ringer for his brother."
Anything that is unrelated to elephants is irrelephant Anonymous
- The problem with quotes on the internet is that you can never tell if they're genuine Winston Churchill, 1944
- I'd just like a chance to prove that money can't make me happy. Me, all the time
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den2k88 wrote: +1 times you tried to kill me suffocating me with my own coffee! Goddam you! I shall succeed the next time!
Anything that is unrelated to elephants is irrelephant Anonymous
- The problem with quotes on the internet is that you can never tell if they're genuine Winston Churchill, 1944
- I'd just like a chance to prove that money can't make me happy. Me, all the time
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(Cast) Away.
Bad pun about types
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If you think 'goto' is evil, try writing an Assembly program without JMP. -- TNCaver
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So it is not 'Face OFF'
In Word you can only store 2 bytes. That is why I use Writer.
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My Life
Mongo: Mongo only pawn... in game of life.
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Ok, so it's my turn again, and as per the convention, here's an easy one:
Anything at all, or nothing? (5)
Good luck!
You have just been Sharapova'd.
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I like that! Very good!
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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I think I got it too..
How to verify it without posting the solution
cheers,
Super
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Too much of good is bad,mix some evil in it
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I think you ought to post it!
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May be.
My favorite vowel is "a" and not "o"
cheers,
Super
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Too much of good is bad,mix some evil in it
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I'm not six any more, so I don't have favourite vowels, colours, or shapes for food!
But in this case, I would have to agree.
I'm busy tomorrow, so I can't do it - it's all yours!
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OriginalGriff wrote: don't have favourite [...] food
How dare you say such a thing when all of us love you know what! And what would DD say?
Life is too shor
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Soooooo bad...
Skipper: We'll fix it.
Alex: Fix it? How you gonna fix this?
Skipper: Grit, spit and a whole lotta duct tape.
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Did you mean "So Baaaaaaaaad"?
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Both...
Skipper: We'll fix it.
Alex: Fix it? How you gonna fix this?
Skipper: Grit, spit and a whole lotta duct tape.
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I agree, very well done !
I wonder how much time they will need to find out I have no idea what is the solution *whistles innocently*
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Aught!!!
Its both nothing and anything
cheers,
Super
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Too much of good is bad,mix some evil in it
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That's correct.
You are up tomorrow.
You have just been Sharapova'd.
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