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>Descartes strolls into a bar about 9 o'clock for a nightcap, throws one
back,
>meditating all the while, orders another, enjoys it for another 20 minutes,
>orders a third and is feeling quite mellow.
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>When he finishes the bartender asks:  "Well, sir, one for the road?"
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>"I think not", responds the wise philosopher.  And *poof* he disappears.
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Happy Halloween!