A thought about conscience...

[Sarge]

Which one? The one about conscience or the one about Sarge's need to have women enjoy his gaze?

I never said about women having to enjoy my gaze. I meant they should be prepared for what kind of looks they're gonna get dressed like that.

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[Skip]

I never said about women having to enjoy my gaze. I meant they should be prepared for what kind of looks they're gonna get dressed like that.

Ah, I see.
Sorry, I just read posts like that and my brain instantly thinks badly about it.

When you put it like that, it actually makes sense... must... resist... thinking about it....

[Sarge]

Thinking is contagious.

[Cucumber!]

People got Swine Flu because they were thinking, ono

[Sarge]

Damn it, how I have another thought:

People got Swine Flu because they were thinking, ono

Which means stupid people aren't gonna get the infection, meaning they're gonna be the only ones to reproduce, since the infected people died. Thus, the rest of humanity is gonna be conquered by generations upon generations of stupid people!

[Cucumber!]

Idiocracy, watch it.

[yuki]

I fail to see where that is. I apologize, I was brought up taking the literal meaning of orders and phrases, not implied.

That's because you lack the ability to think in more than one dimension.

[Cucumber!]

"There is a fith dimension, beyond that which is know to man, it lies between the pits of man's fears, and the summit of his (I'm guessing Triumphs)

-The Twilight Zone

[Sarge]

Do do do do.

EDIT: Great, now I'm thinking about the science of how some songs get stuck in people's heads.

[matthewbim11]

"There is a fith dimension, beyond that which is know to man, it lies between the pits of man's fears, and the summit of his (I'm guessing Triumphs)

-The Twilight Zone

* matthewbim11 steps in

Ok guys, so this topic was about how we came about.
Now this has been derailed to the point of witch I making a post, So lets get back to how we came about. Not about how space has no air or religion is stupid.
/flamesuit/

[Cucumber!]

*Spiral appears in front of Sarge's face*
Think...think moar...

[Sarge]

Perhaps it's the beat or rhythm of some sort that makes it lodged into our heads? Or maybe it's because our minds need a constant stimulus, and the catchy song is an easy yet reliable stimulus?OR even maybe it's purposely written to be lodged into our heads with hard to memorize lyrics, thus making us return for it and try to correct ourselves? But even then, it's still lodged!

What the forget, thinking gland.

[Cucumber!]

Take a rest, that'll clear it all up.

[Sarge]

But I can't, my thinking gland is over active!

[Cucumber!]

Take this syringe and STAB IT