Stop! Whoever crosseth the bridge of Death, must answer first
these questions three, ere the other side he see!
"What is your name?"
"Sir Brian of Bell."
"What is your quest?"
"I seek the Holy Grail."
"What are four lowercase letters that are not legal flag arguments
to the Berkeley UNIX version of `ls'?"
"I, er.... AIIIEEEEEE!"
We have only two things to worry about: That things will never get
back to normal, and that they already have.
There are two problems with a major hangover. You feel
like you are going to die and you're afraid that you won't.