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Rene Descartes wanders into a bar near closing time and orders a small sherry. He nurses it a few minutes and then the bartender walks over and says, "One for the road, sir?" Descartes thinks it over for a moment, shakes his head and says, "I think not." And then vanishes.
"Too bad the writ of habeas corpus wasn't written in 1990! Because then it would be sixteen years old, and people would be scandalized when politicians started f***ing with it." -Get Your War On
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