An amusing thought. Everytime we retcon something, this gets reposted, with some ever so slightly different text in a few places.
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"What did you touch?"
"I can't remember."
"Well, if it never existed now of course you'll never remember it."
"I don't think I touched anything."
"How can you be sure? We could be living in an entirely different reality and never even know. You could've deleted your best friend or worst enemy and it would be like they were never there"
"Oh I'm sure they have backups if we did."
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"What did you touch?"
"I can't remember."
"Well, if it never existed now of course you'll never remember it."
"I don't think I touched anything."
"How can you be sure? We could be living in an entirely different reality and never even know. You could've deleted your best friend or worst enemy and it would be like they were never there"
"Oh I'm sure they have backups if we did."
I love the smell of rotaries in the morning. You know one time, I got to work early, before the rush hour. I walked through the empty carpark, I didn't see one bloody Prius or Golf. And that smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole carpark, smelled like.... ....speed.
One day they're going to ban them.