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I'm just taking all the credit in the end.



That's the joke.

Mmm, poor wording.

The first one (being On number 'B' you say that's how you win debates, then immediately follow up by saying that it's a 'cheap way to win.'  Did you just prove him right?) was followed by a sure because that was the point of the comment. Then you asked if I said yes, which I had already done, and throwing you off track is yet another dirty tactic. Doing what I must, because I can.

And the last statment (Lalalalala and stuff) Was reflecting on my ignorance is the happiness wordswordswords because with such ignorance one would become self content.

Tell me, would you rather be smart, or happy?

Smart hands down.
Think about it: you're happy, not a care in the world, oblivious to everything, walking down the road, and an eighteen wheeler hits you breaking every bone in your body.

vs.

You're alert, slightly paranoid (but when you learn to use this it just makes you more alert, helping you rather than hurting you), you're walking down the road, notice the massive vehicle and get out of the way.

I'd rather be smart and happy; alert and optimistic.
And I am.

Now in no way am I saying happiness will get you killed, but you get the idea.


You seem to have it in your mind that Wynd is gay--that I am gay--and this is undoubtedly false.
you are gay.


Not a fad, but phazon IS annoying as hell on the first Metroid Prime until you get the Phazon Suit.
Phazon suit is lovey to nerds



REGULAR

I prefer the original to the shiny new black one.

Smart hands down.
Think about it: you're happy, not a care in the world, oblivious to everything, walking down the road, and an eighteen wheeler hits you breaking every bone in your body.


Ahhhh.
But in this scene, you die happy.
Not paranoid.
Not scared.
But oblivious to fear, chaos, and destruction.


A smile in the bleak, desolate, darkness.
Hope without worry.
And a dream amongst the stars.






Ahhhh.
But in this scene, you die happy.
Not paranoid.
Not scared.
But oblivious to fear, chaos, and destruction.


A smile in the bleak, desolate, darkness.
Hope without worry.
And a dream amongst the stars.

It became very cheesy within the last stanza.

Also, ARC, are you saying that you would rather not know?  You would rather not have a chance to say good-bye?  And to think--you would have one split-second of pure terror.  A feeling that would truly make every last ounce of happiness worthless.

And do you not realize that paranoia isn't always fear--if you can't handle it right, yes, maybe--you may panic; yet when you do it just leads to alertness.

Maybe we have different opinions, but I would much rather know and be an ounce less happy then to die an awful death.

Lookin' kinda ANGST ridden to me.

You're liking that today, aren't you?  Used it quite a lot.

EDIT: Before you call me a hypocrite let me say that by gay I meant cheesy and am changing it now.

You guys want me to change back to the original?