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Dalek Dave wrote: If I cannot stop the smoking, I should at least continue my nicotine craving in a somewhat healthier manner.
The claim that an electronical smoke is "healthier" has not yet been proven.
Dalek Dave wrote: It should arrive tomorrow, so I will give a report for those others of us that are addicted to the weed.
I assumed tobacco 
Bastard Programmer from Hell 
If you can't read my code, try converting it here[^]
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Eddy Vluggen wrote: The claim that an electronical smoke is "healthier" has not yet been proven.
Nothing is healthy from you. Every day it seems there is a new 'study' out that says something new is bad for you... I am convinced living is bad for your health. 
Common sense is admitting there is cause and effect and that you can exert some control over what you understand.
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Can't remember who said it, but Life is a sexually transmittable disease with a 100% deadly outcome.
Be excellent to each other. And... PARTY ON, DUDES!
Abraham Lincoln
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Dalek Dave wrote: but for £30 I think it is worth the punt.
£30 for good health is a steal! Live long and prosper. ![Rose | [Rose]](https://www.codeproject.com/script/Forums/Images/rose.gif)
/ravi
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Everytime you take a cigarette in your hand, just remind yourself of what Bernard Shaw said about smokers. (It wouldn't stop your from smoking, it would just make you feel silly)
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Jeez, I hate having to work with files in any language. Simple requirement, before creating an output file check if it exists and if so move it to an archive with the last modified date added to the name.
How hard can it be? Oh, I need to check if the folders exist and create them if they don't. But after that? I ended up taking the original file as a string and regexing it to get the new name. Everything else was like finding food at Chez Hilton.
speramus in juniperus
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Sounds like a case where SSIS would have helped with that. It makes doing data loads easy...
Common sense is admitting there is cause and effect and that you can exert some control over what you understand.
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I vote for Mark Merrens, our resident gazer.
There are only 10 types of people in the world, those who understand binary and those who don't.
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... or are there any other anagrams of Em?
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Obscurum per obscurius.
Ad astra per alas porci.
Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur.
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Up to this moment I thought I had reasons to stop spending days at the beach and returning home. I was wrong and should have stayed there, even if another fish comes and bites me again.
Sent from my BatComputer via HAL 9000 and M5
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Well I hope you bit it back! They won't learn proper behavior if you don't!
The only instant messaging I do involves my middle finger.
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That's what the fish's dad said.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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I was in north Africa and biting back is not the best way to deal with a fundamentalist. even if it's only a fish. At least it learned what happens when I'm surprised amd move my leg quickly. It's probably still whirling around
Sent from my BatComputer via HAL 9000 and M5
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Pleat...
Oh. Sorry. I thought we were playing word association.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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I don't like Word Association football
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Obscurum per obscurius.
Ad astra per alas porci.
Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur.
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It's a bit boring, because the average footballer only has a 120-word vocabulary.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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Aaaaaaaaargh, me hearties. Me a-hoping ye land lubbers will be havin' a good day at sea flogging yer shipmates with the cat. Aaaaaargh, me bilge rats, ooooooh, aaaaaaaarg, where's that bucket for me spittle and whose parrot shat on me hat, yer naaaasty beggers...
If there is one thing more dangerous than getting between a bear and her cubs it's getting between my wife and her chocolate.
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I say, Old Chap, has something perchance crawled up your pantaloons?
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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Bestrewth, ye be late on duty.
We sailed from Valparaiso on the midnight tide and were discussing the high matters of ITLAPD bare 8 hours since.
Then twas time for the grog!
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Obscurum per obscurius.
Ad astra per alas porci.
Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur.
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The shame of it all. I missed the tide. In my defence I was searching for my wooden legs, all three of them. A buxom wench who was staggering around like a Portsmouth whore politely requested if I would give her satisfaction afore I left. She had jugs the size of grog barrels but give me the grog.
If there is one thing more dangerous than getting between a bear and her cubs it's getting between my wife and her chocolate.
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Thank ye. My parrot forgot to warn me that it was the 19th. Aaaaargh!
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"Bossy boots and silly frock later on"(7,5)
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Obscurum per obscurius.
Ad astra per alas porci.
Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur.
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