I’ve got a few spares around here somewhere…
[clunk. rattle.]
Okay:
“Probable mucosal damage may contraindicate the use of gastric lavage.” --my drinking cup as a chem major
“But why would people so woefully lacking in the basic facts of an issue think they were the best informed? Social scientists call this ‘pseudo-certainty.’ I call it ‘being a f***ing moron.’” --Al Franken
“Why not shoot the elderly into space?” --Al Franken
“I took this stuff that I got out of your seal and I put it in ice water, and I discovered that when you put some pressure on it for a while and then undo it it doesn’t stretch back… I believe that has some significance for our problem.” --Richard Feynman, nailing it at a hearing of the presidential commission on the Challenger disaster.
“[W]e do not apply the criterion of truth to any interpretations whatever.” --Annie Dillard
“You gotta get naked if you want to dig for grubs.” --Matthew Fluornoy
You gotta have big nads to try to use this one. I never dared:
*Tortoise: Tell, me, what’s it like to be your age? Is it true that one has no worries at all?
Achilles: To be precise, one has no frets.
Tortoise: Oh, well, it’s all the same to me.
Achilles: Fiddle. It makes a big difference, you know.
Tortoise: Say, don’t you play the guitar?
Achillies: That’s my good friend. He often plays, the fool. But I myself wouldn’t touch a guitar with a ten-foot pole!
(Suddenly, the Crab, appearing from out of nowhere, wanders up excitedly, pointing to a rather prominent black eye.)
…
(And he disappears as suddenly as he arrived.)
Tortoise: That’s my good friend. He often plays the fool. But I myself wouldn’t touch a ten-foot Pole with a guitar!
Achilles: Say, don’t you play the guitar?
Tortoise: Fiddle. It makes a big difference, you know.
Achilles: Oh, well, it’s all the same to me.
Tortoise: To be precise, one has no frets.
Achilles: Tell me, what’s it like to be your age? Is it true one has no worries at all?* --Douglas R. Hofstadtler