The space. The space between my paws. It’s like a thing. I can see it! I can’t explain it, but I’m holding fucking nothing bro. I’m actually holding nothing! Whoa.
You trying to tell me that if I fly the flag of New Hampshire and the actual fucking USS Raleigh appears out of nowhere that you aren’t gonna have at least some raised fucking eyebrows?
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