One problem.
If the reason for our existence is to be pointless, then that is a point in itself. The point being pointlessness.
This contradicts the reason for our existence and threatens the see-through fabric of the rather scantily clad, almost indecently so, space-time continuum of our entire Universe.
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The very nature of reality could fold in on itself! Galaxies would dissolve like jelly crystals in boiling water! Stars would explode in fiery maelstroms just like Chinese firework factories! Train timetables would be disrupted beyond any hope of making Luton by 5.00pm!
MY GUTHIX FIFI! DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE?
The consequences could be very undesirable. Regrettable almost.
To meet this threat I am therefore declaring....
AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS OF THE FIRST MAGNITUDE!
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Right. Lets decide upon a committee. Who is keeping the minutes of our meetings?
Also: Did you ever consider that my lice might need a hug?
I failed to keep my New Year's resolution before I even made it.
01-Oct-2018 10:51:16
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Corugi