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| Actually you are mistaken. I am Mike. You don't exist. | |
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| As Descates said, "Cogito ergo sum." I am thus convinced of my own existance. You, my friend -- nay! my imposter -- are the non-entity. | |
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| And since when do you quote Descartes?! Your faith in your perceptions is laughable. "A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything." | |
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| And since when do you quote Nietzsche?!? I am going to open up a can of "Aristotelian Whoop-Ass" on you, Mr. Imaginary-non-extant-fake-Mike! | |
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| So metaphorical imagry isn't good enough for you, even though one of your favorite hobbies is indeed chess?! Hell, I border on surreal, and one of your favorite artists is Magritte! I hate you! | |
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