| Linus Torvalds and Bill Gates have a showdown in old-timey Mexico |
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 | Billy the Gates, you got a price on your head big enough to make your big head look small. | |
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| Sherrif Torvalds, we meet again. S'pose you wanna bring me in? | |
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| Thats the plan, you gonna come quietly? | |
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| Hell no! I'll fight until every last drop of my blood is gone! | |
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| Have it your way. 10 paces turn and compile, ready? | |
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| Whoah whoah, WTF? *Compile*? Is there like a wizard to do that or something?! | |
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