There's an empty table. You say there's an apple on it. I see no apple. Why the fuck should I prove there is no apple? I don't see it. I don't feel it. I can't hear it rolling around if you fake you pushed it. I can't touch it, taste it, or smell it. You prove it's there. Duh.
Pointing around: "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, fuck you, I'm out!"
Half Baked
"Let the atheists come to me, and stop keeping them away, because the kingdom of heathens belongs to people like these." -Saint Bacon
Half Baked
"Let the atheists come to me, and stop keeping them away, because the kingdom of heathens belongs to people like these." -Saint Bacon
