That fucking magic 8-ball keeps saying the same thing, over and over. It's defying the laws of probability right now. It's not a 51%/49% ratio. It's a 98%/2% ratio. I have asked it close to 50 times (I don't know the exact amount), and it said "no" only once so far.
If I can't believe in something as reliable as the laws of probability, how can I believe this world is real? Laws can't, or shouldn't, break down for me. I'm the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world (but I don't either sing or dance). I don't even care about myself or what happens to me. Why would the entire universe, through a magic 8-ball, care about me enough to change the laws of probability in my favor?
If you're waiting for a sign, try asking a question to a magic 8-ball. It will change your life forever.
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Now that IS odd... But Frank, you are a bit odd yourself, so.. it kinda matches.
Odd in a good, loving way though :p
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