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"And don't tell me God works in mysterious ways," Yossarian continued. "He's not working at all. He's playing. Or else He's forgotten all about us. That's the kind of God you people talk about, a country bumpkin, a clumsy, bungling, brainless, conceited, uncouth hayseed. Good God, how much reverence can you have for a Supreme Being who finds it necessary to include such phenomena as...
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This miserable measure the wretched souls maintain of those who lived without infamy and without praise. Mingled are they with that caitiff choir of the angels, who were not rebels, nor were faithful to God, but were for themselves. The heavens chased them out in order to be not less beautiful, nor doth the depth of Hell receive them, because the damned would have some...
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Pepperpot 1: What's on the television then?
Pepperpot 2: Looks like a penguin.
Pepperpot 1: No, no, no, no! I didn't mean 'what's on the television set?' I meant 'what program?'
Pepperpot 2: Oh.
Pepperpot 2: Funny that penguin being there, isn't it? What's it doing there?
Pepperpot 1: Standing.
Pepperpot 2: I can see that!
Pepperpot 1: If it lays an egg, it will...
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By the old Moulmein Pagoda,
Looking eastward to the sea,
There's a Burma broad asettin',
And I know shes watchin for me.

For the wind is in the palm trees,
And the temple bells they say,
Come you back, you British soldier,
Come you back to Mandalay.
Come you back to Mandalay.

Come you back to Mandalay,
Where the old flotilla lay.
Can't you hear...
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