Thank you for calling this to my attention. I will now contemplate my life choices, then decide whether or not I will mute you. If I do, I will not say "Muted." If I don't, I will [i]also[/i] not say "Muted." In fact, you probably won't ever find out whether or not I mute you. Just accept that one of two things will happen:
A) I will mute you.
B) I will not mute you.
If I choose not to mute you, then I guess it won't matter. If I choose to mute you after all, it [i]also[/i] won't matter. If you are still reading this incredibly (and intentionally) redundant comment, then you probably have a greater attention span than the average squirrel. If you are not still reading this, you still probably have a greater attention span than the average squirrel. Squirrels can't read, as far as I know. If you are a squirrel and you are reading this, please do not take offense. If you are [i]not[/i] a squirrel and you are still, in fact, reading this comment, which I have posted on this thread, I hope that you will not take offense, either.
Now that I think about it, there is no way for me, the author of this post, to know whether or not you, the reader of this post, are a squirrel. I can't see through the screen you are reading this comment on. Unless I can, in which case I [i]will[/i] know whether or not you, the reader of this comment, which I have posted, are a squirrel. I may judge your life choices based on that information. Alternatively, I might [i]not[/i] judge your life choices based on that information. If I do, I might not tell you. However, by the same token, I might tell you after all. At this moment in time, I do not know.
While I am on the topic of time, what exactly [i]is[/i] time? Is it a matter of perception, or is it a legitimate force present in nature? If it is, how did it come to be? It might be related in some way to squirrels, which you, the reader, may or may not be. But if you take a step back, you might realise that it might [i]not[/i] be related to squirrels. I guess we'll never know.
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Looks like I beat you to the name you wanted. Lolz.
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I, myself, cannot speak for squirrels as I am not a squirrel. What I would like to point out is that small children are similar to the sun, in terms of pure energy output, when they ingest small quantities of candy and/or caffiene. How must this topic relate to yours? Perhaps it does not, perhaps it does. Really, at the end of all things neither will matter. Well, unless of course this reply sends your life careening of course to become the antichrist. Assuming you are not the anti christ, maybe you are. In which case I say good luck to you and enjoy the enternity of torture and agony. Now, assuming your are, in fact, the antichrist i say good day to you sir. Imagine a squirrel on red bull. Now, I believe the movie got it right. The squirrel would, in fact, be able to dodge lasers. Now, this is only a thought and not even a theory so please understand this to not be fact. It is, however, truth. Which is stranger than fiction, so I have heard. Yet, I have witnessed fiction to be stranger than truth. I guess that means that you cant believe everything you are told. But, thats wierd, because that is exactly what we are expected to do in work and school. This logic, may or may not, seem odd to you but I find it paradoxical. Which leads me to my final query. Do you, in fact, really put gasoline in your car when you fill up?
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*nods a squirrely nod* interesting, continue!
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Noticed the nodding as it appeared more like a blurry object and therefore caught my eye. How did that happen? Did my eye actually fly through the air and was it in fact caught by your squirrel nodding? I certainly did not notice. Yet, perhaps that is the enigma of time. While it is not physical it is still percieved, differently by many. So then is it a construct of our understanding of life? Is it in fact a measurable force acting upon the universe universally? Time is no different than a fill up at the gas station. Who is to say nothing actually goes into the tank? Who is to say contrary? Our intellect is, supposedly and marginally, more than a squirrel. Yet, who among us can say whether a squirrel has contemplated time. Not I, as I have not spoken to a squirrel (successfully) about anything, let alone the metaphysical. Perhaps I am at fault for not knowing how to speak squirrel. Do they speak? Surely those squeeks are not inane babble. Perhaps they are, know not I nor you.
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Mmhmn... Well done my friend!
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PLEASE BE MY FRIEND. PLEASE.
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Caboose, for the love of God! SHUT TH -blam!- UP!
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You're my friend now. We're going to grab soft tacos later.
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Muted HEHEHE
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Muted