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K: no, you don't understand. Most people would think Scrat is the God of the Ice Age universe because the story begins with him and will, conceivable, end with him and his actions dictate what happens on earth to the protagonists. But, Scrat's only goal is to get the nut, not to shape what happens in the films. Therefore, Scrat is not the God of the Ice Age universe, but rather, the nut is. Scrat's actions may shape the course of the story, but he is MOTIVATED to do so by the nut. Because of the nut, he does what he does that leads to the events that take place in the story. Scrat is chasing the nut like a man chases divinity. So when will the Ice Age saga TRULY end? When Scrat finally gets the nut for good. When man catches God.
D: Timmy I am once again asking, whaT DID YOU DO TO KON

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J: ugh, this is awful. Did Dickie send you in an attempt to get us all to emotionally reconnect?

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T: All I'm saying is Storm from Cars 3 was the hottest
J: I am begging you, think before you speak
D: Yeah Tim, it's obviously McQueen
J: I hate it here

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W: maybe I'm overthinking things
T: Yeah join me, no thinking

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R: Cass is just a very harsh person huh?
D: Yeah. Their nickname in the league of shadows was 'Carnage Cain' because they were so savage. They threw me down some stairs once
R: Hot
D: Kind of, yeah

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T: we ran into Steph's English teacher in the liquor store please god send help

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D: I was just trying to prove how deep our connection goes, how strong our bond is
T: ok cool, I'm gonna rob your house

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R: Sure this house has a record for death and disaster, but who could pass up a sail?

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C: bang bang bang
D: Cas please, you will not earn what you desire by banging the cabinet door
C: this is a test of wills is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with me incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for snackie treats. years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang

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T: due to personal reasons I will now completely detach myself from reality, sit in my bedroom and contemplate existence for four hours straight

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D: Tim: ...and I've never been able to make my Mii look like me. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. I go through every eye option, and they just never look right. It makes me wonder if I even know what I look like. If I know myself at all
D: Wendy's cashier: I know. I feel the same way. I am terrified by the magnitude of ourselves. of what we are capable of doing. of what we are, at our core. I fear that, by the time life passes me by, I will not understand who I was. what then? I suppose we hang on to the idea of an afterlife. maybe there, in god's grace, we will be given the answers that we desperately search for. anyways no you can't get six patties in one burger

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R: psspsspsspsspsss u kill anyone catboy?
D: that's between me and god

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B: Someone tell Tim he can't just keep watching Twitch streams and crying
T: it's my mental breakdown and I get to choose the coping mechanism

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T: Gods can't love the way humans can bc love is about survival
T: an immortal could never love the way a mortal can because the reason we love so viscerally is because of our own mortality. we're born vulnerable and scared and difficult to understand and we only manage to get more so as we age. we need people to love us from the moment we're born or we won't make it. we are constantly trying to understand each other, to love more and to love harder because otherwise, we'll die. everything is fake but love. love is the root of everything. take away capitalism and tear down skyscrapers and throw away the internet and everything else. you would still wake up tomorrow and need to eat, and you would still need someone to care for you when you're sick, and we'd still need music and entertainment and CONNECTION to each other. and what would prompt anyone to do anything if not for the shared need to survive as a species and to fucking feel some form of being needed in the whole, of being accepted and protected by others? it's the way we instinctively need to understand each other down to our basic survival instincts.

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C: everybody calm down and eat a gummy shark, here you can have one of mine

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W: Dick! You're finally awake!
R: Yeah man, that fall looked really bad
K: Timeskip? They skipped Jason? Roy's a clone?
W: What are you talking about Dick? We gotta go, Batman's got another mission for us

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R: I want George Washington replaced with Dolly Parton on the dollar bill and I want people to call it a Dolly bill and no sir I have not been smoking this idea is reasonable and sound thank you and good day.

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W: Jason! Look what you've done to this person's peonies!
K: they're marigolds
W: IRRELEVANT

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D: You should try knitting
B: Sure, gotta love knitting needles. I can make a scarf. I can make a hat. I can stab Roy's eyes out. I can make mittens.
R: what was that middle part?
D: she can make a hat

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B: ra's al ghul: what are your pronouns?
B: tim: what's a pronoun
B: ra's al ghul: indicative but not exclusive to your gender identity
B: tim: stop swearing at me
B: ra's al ghul: can I refer to you as they/them?
B: tim: but my name is red robin
B: ra's al ghul, calling bruce: detective, what are the young red ones pronouns?!
B: bruce: we use he/him for him, he doesn't really care though

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K: Please I'm begging you guys let me learn things from actual news sources
C: if you spend all your time cloistered in the clownery stop complaining when the clowns are your only conversation partners

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