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From: Matthew Hunt <mph@pobox.com>
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Subject: Typo in fortunes2-o
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>Number:         3662
>Category:       misc
>Synopsis:       Typo in fortunes2-o
>Confidential:   no
>Severity:       non-critical
>Priority:       low
>Responsible:    freebsd-bugs
>State:          closed
>Quarter:
>Keywords:
>Date-Required:
>Class:          doc-bug
>Submitter-Id:   current-users
>Arrival-Date:   Thu May 22 11:10:01 PDT 1997
>Closed-Date:    Sat Jun 14 12:37:21 PDT 1997
>Last-Modified:  Sat Jun 14 12:37:53 PDT 1997
>Originator:     Matthew Hunt
>Release:        FreeBSD 2.2-STABLE i386
>Organization:
none
>Environment:

FreeBSD townhouse.dyn.ml.org 2.2-STABLE FreeBSD 2.2-STABLE #0: Thu May 15 17:05:25 EDT 1997     hunt@townhouse.dyn.ml.org:/usr/src/sys/compile/WOPR  i386

>Description:

There is a typo in the potentially offensive fortunes file "fortunes2-o".

>How-To-Repeat:

Run "/usr/games/fortune -a" once a second until you get lucky.

>Fix:

--- fortunes2-o.orig	Fri May  9 01:44:29 1997
+++ fortunes2-o	Tue May 20 16:58:09 1997
@@ -994,7 +994,7 @@
 nine.  It just can't take that long to play 18 holes of golf."
 	"Honey, wait," said Harry.  "Let me explain.  I know what I promised
 you, but I have a very good reason for being late.  Fred and I tee'd off
-right on time and everything was find for the first three holes.  Then, on
+right on time and everything was fine for the first three holes.  Then, on
 the fourth tee Fred had a stroke.  I ran back to the clubhouse but couldn't
 find a doctor.  And, by the time I got back to Fred, he was dead.  So, for
 the next 15 holes, it was hit the ball, drag Fred, hit the ball, drag Fred...
>Release-Note:
>Audit-Trail:
State-Changed-From-To: open->closed 
State-Changed-By: max 
State-Changed-When: Sat Jun 14 12:37:21 PDT 1997 
State-Changed-Why:  
Suggested correction applied. 
>Unformatted:
