i made this spam filter by running my markov-chaining text generator in reverse.

950 millilitres of cable lubricant. harmless on skin. mucosa? don't know; worth a try, i'd say.

as he waved and nodded at me from the other side of the street, i helplessly tried to recall the international gesture for "excuse me sir, but i believe i do not know you".

blinkande ROM för enkel program-uppgradering.

the whole show is based on this concept: they can send their agents back in time, but only seven days. when they have a problem with something, they can think of a way of how to solve it before it even arises, but it absolutely has to fit into the strict seven day frame. they're going on and on with that, one season after the other. and never one of them realises that there's no time restriction at all, because a week ago, seven days in the past, the agent could just walk into their hq, tell them the whole story and they would send him or another one further back through time.

i had this strange dream... microsoft was the only commercial software company, the only bunch of coders who took money just for giving you their software and forcing you to agree to ridiculously restrictive EULAs. and they still had 90% market share.

the first thing we noticed about the new B&A 2πr were the masive arrowheads surrounding its muzzle. "the 2πr", the presenter explained, "features a non-axially symmetric triple rail system with parabolic matrix transformed, optical bus driven solenoids for accelerator coils. the interblend and prime fixture is controlled by seven-way redundant asynchronous micro-photo-eletronic circuitry and ruggedly cased in the titanium-magnesium butt.
... (to be continued)

not that the state of deadness per se would be unpleasant in any way.