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Jet:  A man injured his leg during a hunt. In the middle of the savanna with no means to treat the wound, the leg rots, and death approaches. The man got onto the airplane that finally arrived and there he sees a land of pure white below him. The place glistening in the light was the summit of a snow-covered mountain. The name of the mountain was  Kilimanjaro. The man thinks “That was where I was headed…”

Spike: And?

Jet: I hate that story. Men only think about the past right before their death, as if they were searching frantically for proof that they were alive.

All you astute readers who constantly check my webpage despite my never updating might have seen that there is a new random quotes section on the right sidebar. There aren’t that many of them to cycle through right now, but I’ll be adding things at half the speed you’d expect me to.