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This is one of many jokes and humorous articles I collected, mainly from USENET and similar sources in the early to mid 1990s. They're really not very interesting nowadays.

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  Just got this from a friend.  Make sense!  I wonder why she would send
it to me.  I never make sense.

Porcy




 Kurt Vonnegut's commencement address at MIT:

 Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:


 Wear sunscreen.

 If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The
 long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the
 rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering
 experience. I will dispense this advice now.

 Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not
 understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But
 trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in
 a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how
 fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

 Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as
 effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The
 real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your
 worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

 Do one thing every day that scares you.

 Sing.

 Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who
 are reckless with yours.

 Floss..

 Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're
 behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

 Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in
 doing this, tell me how.

 Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

 Stretch.

 Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The
 most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do
 with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still
 don't.

 Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're
 gone.

 Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you
 won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on
 your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself
 too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are
 everybody else's.

 Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what
 other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

 Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

 Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

 Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

 Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be
 nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people
 most likely to stick with you in the future.

 Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should
 hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because
 the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were
 young.

 Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.  Live in
 Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

 Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will
 philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that
 when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and
 children respected their elders.

 Respect your elders.

 Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe
 you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run
 out.

 Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

 Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it.
 Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past

 from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and
 recycling it for more than it's worth.

 But trust me on the sunscreen.

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