Then you don't see the whole of what I did there.

"The uproar of one hand clapping"

I think I did but if there's some hidden depth to this crude satirical parody then please illuminate me. Perhaps I am being dense and I would hate my opinion of someone to be tainted by my misunderstanding of their motivations.

can't you tell when a man is flirting with you? geeeeze

*scrambling eggs*
This world is not my home This world is not my home This world is not my home This world is not my home This world is not my home This world is not my home

Getting a chance to spread the word of Eris, of course. I have been fairly remiss in sharing my religious beliefs because we've all been so caught up in election season madness, so it seemed like a rather perfect opportunity.

“Now it is such a bizarrely improbable coincidence that anything so mind-bogglingly useful could have evolved purely by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as the final and clinching proof of the non-existence of God.
The argument goes something like this: "I refuse to prove that I exist,'" says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing."
"But," says Man, "The Babel fish is a dead giveaway, isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't. QED."
"Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.
"Oh, that was easy," says Man, and for an encore goes on to prove that black is white and gets himself killed on the next zebra crossing.”

To be fair, that fellow only let himself get proved out of existence because he'd already been fired and was tired of eternal life:

Did you not get enough attention today?

I got plenty, but Eris hasn't.