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If someone stole your car, would you try to get it back? Or would you just shrug your shoulders and say "oh well!". That probably depends on the size your bank account. But what if they stole all the money out of it? Then what? Forgive and forget, right? Beg someone else for help? Food? Clothes? A place to live? Or maybe grab a nice little spot for yourself on skidrow and just go ahead and get comfortable with it, I guess? Yeh, FUCK THAT. Does that help you at all? I dont know,

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So it looks like things are starting to get real again. OK then. Game on.

There is a so-called "classic paradox" that has been formulated thusly: "What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?" While the debate of "cliche" vs. "classic" is a whole story unto itself, for a second lets get back to the basic issue at hand because I always found it fascinating to hear people's various responses to this kind of idea. What do some of you all think about such a virtual proposition? Do you even have any personal opinions about such things in the first place? Anything you may wish to share is quite welcome indeed, of course - but actual theoretical responses to the actual theoretical formulation is probably the most entertaining aspect of this whole line of questioning, I would say. This is also interesting:

And so we will go ahead and close this little exercise session for the moment. I would love to thank everyone for all their efforts and their time and attention. It is so gladly appreciated by myself as well as our greater community. I wish you all the best.

Time to relax for a bit.

Sorry, baby... aint got time for that kinda thing no more. .. But If you wanna come over I will be happy to talk with you about it for as long as you like... I got stories for aeons