Won't see no more bugs, Code's bug-free in God's heaven. A set of kludges issued by the manufacturer which clashes with the fixes made by the user since the last release. The most useless computer tasks are the most fun to do. On a clear disk you can seek forever. Real programmers don't comment code.
Terminals are the suction cups of the information milking machine sucking on our knowledge nipples.
Twas the night before crisis, and all through the house, Not a program was working, not even a browse. The programmers were wrung out, too mindless to care, Knowing chances of cutover hadn't a prayer. The users were nestled, all snug in their beds, While visions of inquiries danced in their heads. When out in the lobby, there arose such a clatter, That I sprang from my tube to see what was the matter. And what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a Super Programmer, oblivious to fear.