"He'll sit there and go, Dipsy... Po... Dipsy... Po. I honestly don't think he knows colors. Just Teletubbies."


My friends and I? We have an innate need to make everything more complicated than it really, truly is. And you know who we can blame for all this? The theoretical beings of Adam and Eve. And we can blame God for Theoretical Adam and Eve, so, therefore, everything is God's fault. Take that, God. You bastard.

Yes, in fact, I am feeling bitter. However could you tell?


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