Privileged childhoods indeed. In my day we'd wake up in the cardboard box in the middle of the highway four hours before we'd get home from working in the coal mine all day and all night, lick the road clean with our tounges, walk 50 miles to work without shoes then drag ourselves home so our dad could cut us into pieces with a broadsword and dance on our graves singing Royal Britannia. Then we'd get up and do it all again the day before.
Bill. On 2 Sep, 21:36, mabshoff <[EMAIL PROTECTED] dortmund.de> wrote: > On Sep 2, 10:29 pm, Chris Chiasson <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > > After the server starts running with 9 nines of reliability, people > > will be bored and will long for the old days, when things weren't so > > assured. Back in my day, we pushed the server uphill both ways in the > > snow. > > > This was a joke. > > > As my friend Eric would say: > > We are gathered here today... to bury this attempt at humor. > > And to quote the true masters: > > FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: > You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a > septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean > the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, > fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when > we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt. > SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: > Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in > the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of 'ot gravel, work twenty > hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash > us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky! > THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: > Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of > shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We > had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill > for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would > slice us in two wit' bread knife. > FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: > Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half > an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work > twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission > to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would > kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah. > FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: > And you try and tell the young people of today that ..... they > won't believe you. > ALL: > They won't! > > Seehttp://www.phespirit.info/montypython/four_yorkshiremen.htm > > I will now go and dig out that "Flying Circus" DVD Set > > Cheers, > > Michael --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ To post to this group, send email to sage-devel@googlegroups.com To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/sage-devel URLs: http://sage.scipy.org/sage/ and http://modular.math.washington.edu/sage/ -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
