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Enjoy a randomly generated fortune:


$ fortune | cowsay

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/ One dusty July afternoon, somewhere     \
| around the turn of the century, Patrick |
| Malone was in Mulcahey's Bar, bending   |
| an elbow with the other street car      |
| conductors from the Brooklyn Traction   |
| Company. While they were discussing the |
| merits of a local ring hero, the bar    |
| goes silent. Malone turns around to see |
| his wife, with a face grim as death,    |
| stalking to the bar.                    |
|                                         |
| Slapping a four-bit piece down on the   |
| bar, she draws herself up to her full   |
| five feet five inches and says to       |
| Mulcahey, "Give me what himself has     |
| been havin' all these years."           |
|                                         |
| Mulcahey looks at Malone, who shrugs,   |
| and then back at Margaret Mary Malone.  |
| He sets out a glass and pours her a     |
| triple shot of Rye. The bar is totally  |
| silent as they watch the woman pick up  |
| the glass and knock back the drink. She |
| slams the glass down on the bar, gasps, |
| shudders slightly, and passes out;      |
| falling straight back, stiff as a       |
| board, saved from sudden contact with   |
| the barroom floor by the ample belly of |
| Seamus Fogerty.                         |
|                                         |
| Sometime later, she comes to on the     |
| pool table, a jacket under her head.    |
| Her bloodshot eyes fell upon her        |
| husband, who says, "And all these years |
| you've been thinkin' I've been enjoying |
\ meself."                                /
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        \   ^__^
         \  (oo)\_______
            (__)\       )\/\
                ||----w |
                ||     ||


Here is the PHP code:
$output = shell_exec("/usr/games/fortune | /usr/games/cowsay");
echo $output;