Maxioms by Douglas Adams
Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of
the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies read more
Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of
the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded
yellow sun.
I think fish is nice, but then I think that rain is wet, so who am I to judge?
I think fish is nice, but then I think that rain is wet, so who am I to judge?
It is a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with potatoes.
It is a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with potatoes.
Perhaps I'm old and tired, but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on read more
Perhaps I'm old and tired, but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied.
