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| What if our cruel creator intends to reuse this lame set-up for eternity? | |
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| What if my hand is forever trapped in a causality loop down my pants? | |
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Meanwhile, back on the ranch...
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| Is he asleep at the wheel? Is he unoriginal? Is he trying to create consistent characters? What? | |
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| My hand is consistantly down my pants. | |
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Meanwhile, back on the ranch...
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| Perhaps there is some carthasis that escapes me and traps me in this devilish doldrum. What is the answer? | |
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