From owner-freebsd-chat@FreeBSD.ORG Mon Apr 2 16:48:49 2007 Return-Path: X-Original-To: chat@freebsd.org Delivered-To: freebsd-chat@FreeBSD.ORG Received: from mx1.freebsd.org (mx1.freebsd.org [69.147.83.52]) by hub.freebsd.org (Postfix) with ESMTP id 14F7716A418 for ; Mon, 2 Apr 2007 16:48:49 +0000 (UTC) (envelope-from kdk@daleco.biz) Received: from ezekiel.daleco.biz (southernuniform.com [66.76.92.18]) by mx1.freebsd.org (Postfix) with ESMTP id A1BCE13C448 for ; Mon, 2 Apr 2007 16:48:48 +0000 (UTC) (envelope-from kdk@daleco.biz) Received: from archangel.daleco.biz ([69.27.149.254]) by ezekiel.daleco.biz (8.13.8/8.13.1) with ESMTP id l32GZeEs059570 for ; Mon, 2 Apr 2007 11:35:41 -0500 (CDT) (envelope-from kdk@daleco.biz) Message-ID: <461130D7.8030500@daleco.biz> Date: Mon, 02 Apr 2007 11:35:35 -0500 From: Kevin Kinsey User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (X11; U; FreeBSD i386; en-US; rv:1.8.1.2pre) Gecko/20070221 SeaMonkey/1.1 MIME-Version: 1.0 To: FreeBSD Chat Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1; format=flowed Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Cc: Subject: Terry Lamber's "Mr. Bullet Mr. Foot" quote... X-BeenThere: freebsd-chat@freebsd.org X-Mailman-Version: 2.1.5 Precedence: list List-Id: Non technical items related to the community List-Unsubscribe: , List-Archive: List-Post: List-Help: List-Subscribe: , X-List-Received-Date: Mon, 02 Apr 2007 16:48:49 -0000 I find it hilarious, but can't find much corroborative evidence. Thomas Sparrevohn uses something very much like this in his .sig: "It is not Unix's job to keep you from shooting yourself in the foot. If you should choose to do so, it is Unix's job to deliver Mr. Bullet to Mr. Foot in the most efficient way it knows." --- Terry Lambert A reasonable amount of googling didn't produce a source file for said quote, though, only archived e-mails of Thomas's. Anyone know anything about it? Context? When, where, got a URI? Kevin Kinsey P.S. Hope I spelled "Sparrevohn" correctly. Seamonkey thinks it should be spelled "Irrevocable".... :-D -- I can give you my word, but I know what it's worth and you don't. -- Nero Wolfe, Over My Dead Body