In the aftermath of the apocalypse, scientists made a valiant effort to retain all things comedic. Genetically engineered goats were created to store all known human humorous anecdotes.
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| ... well, he borrowed 100 dollars from me at lunch, and he said he'd drop it off after work! What a pal! | |
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| ...I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to that short guy sitting on your knee! | |
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Placed on orbital platforms, the bovine hope of humanity was preserved indefinitely.
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| ... do ya have any little figures shaped like lawyers? | |
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Unforeseen consequence: goats reach zen-comedic nirvana. Humans don't get the jokes anymore.
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| Because he wanted to see time fly! | |
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