Isn't there any way to sue HIM for disturbing our sweet little post lunch nap by buzzing like that?
Pune rocked just b4 some time and what was my first reaction to that?
"Guys backup your code immediately!"
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Ideas are clean. They soar in the serene supernal. i can take them out and look at them, they fit in books, they lead me down that narrow way. and in the morning they are there. Ideas are straight-- But the world is round, and a messy mortal is my friend. Come walk with me in the mud.
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