Words    Words    Words

“Give a man a fish, you feed him for a day.  Teach a man to fish, you’ll find that bastard right in your favorite spot.” – Billy-Bob Gautama

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One day Billy-Bob Gautama was on the roof of his house, trying to fix a leak.  A stranger came up and called, “Say, can I ask you something?”  “Sure,” said Billy-Bob.  “Well,” said the man, “you have to come down here so I can ask you.”  Billy-Bob climbed down the ladder and said, “All right, [...]

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“To follow the Way, you must cast loose material things.  You must be at one with yourself, and give away the possessions that tie you to the world.  That shotgun’s nice, I’ll take it off your hands.” – Billy-Bob Gautama

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“Hate never overcomes hate. Love overcomes hate. If you do not love your enemy, then your enemy controls you. In that case, brass knuckles may be useful.” – Billy-Bob Gautama

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One day a student came to see Billy-Bob Gautama, and found him, beaming, staring at something in his hand.  “Look,” said Billy-Bob.  “I just found this.  It is a piece of the truth.”  “The truth?” said the student.  “Looks to me like a carburetor from a ’68 Chev.”  “And that is just what it is!  [...]

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“Carrying a grudge will just weigh you down.  It’ll lower your spirits and take the joy out of life.  If you think someone has done you dirt, bust his face in and then forget about it.” – Billy-Bob Gautama

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“Just knowing you got a spare tire and a jack is soothing even if you never need ‘em.” – Billy-Bob Gautama

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“Seems like some of them boys need to use a lot of words to tell you ’bout how words don’t mean nothin’.  Dang.” – Billy-Bob Gautama

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One day a student came to Billy-Bob Gautama and said, “Goat, a fellow has just driven up from San Antonio and says he came to pick a fight with you. He’s waiting for you at The Roundup. ” “Very well,” said Billy-Bob. “Tell him I will be there in five minutes.” In five minutes Billy-Bob [...]

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A hot summer’s day Perspiration on my brow; A/C in the truck. – Billy-Bob Gautama

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