Best Python book
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Course you don't get bloody wafers with it.
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How much is it?
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Nobody expected that.
I have lived with several Zen masters - all of them were cats. His last invention was an evil Lasagna. It didn't kill anyone, and it actually tasted pretty good.
I know, anyone that is British or a fan of Monty Python... "'Tis but a scratch!"
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I think there used to be a collection of all their scripts. It may be out of print now though. Albatross!
We used t' live in t'shoe box in t'middle o't'road ...
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Nobody expected that.
I have lived with several Zen masters - all of them were cats. His last invention was an evil Lasagna. It didn't kill anyone, and it actually tasted pretty good.
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I have decided to learn Python. Those of you that use it, did you use a book to teach yourself, and if so, which one do you recommend?
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You might try Py4e (Python for Everyone)
"Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana."
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How much is it?
Ninepence.
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Ninepence.
I'll have two please.
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I think there used to be a collection of all their scripts. It may be out of print now though. Albatross!
["Another Bleedin Monty Python Website" is probably what you are talking about... if not here it is anyway.](http://www.montypython.50webs.com/index.html)
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We used t' live in t'shoe box in t'middle o't'road ...
Cardboard Box?
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Cardboard Box?
Aye. Luxury!
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Aye. Luxury!
Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox at twelve o'clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues. We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.
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Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox at twelve o'clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues. We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.
Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah
