Enjoy a randomly generated fortune:
$ fortune | cowsay _________________________________________ / Now I was heading, in my hot cage, down \ | towards meat-market country on the tip | | of the West Village. Here the redbrick | | warehouses double as carcass galleries | | and rat hives, the Manhattan fauna | | seeking its necessary level, living or | | dead. Here too you find the heavy | | faggot hangouts, The Spike, the Water | | Closet, the Mother Load. Nobody knows | | what goes on in these places. Only the | | heavy faggots know. Even Fielding seems | | somewhat vague on the question. You get | | zapped and flogged and dumped on -- by | | almost anybody's standards, you have a | | really terrible time. The average | | patron arrives at the Spike in one taxi | | but needs to go back to his sock in | | two. And then the next night he shows | | up for more. They shackle themselves to | | racks, they bask in urinals. Their | | folks have a lot of explaining to do, | | if you want my opinion, particularly | | the mums. Sorry to single you ladies | | out like this but the story must start | | somewhere. A craving for hourly murder | | -- it can't be willed. In the meantime, | | Fielding tells me, Mother Nature looks | | on and taps her foot and clicks her | | tongue. Always a champion of monogamy, | | she is cooking up some fancy new | | diseases. She just isn't going to stand | | for it. | | | \ -- Martin Amis, _Money_ / ----------------------------------------- \ ^__^ \ (oo)\_______ (__)\ )\/\ ||----w | || ||
$output = shell_exec("/usr/games/fortune | /usr/games/cowsay"); echo $output;