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Private Message: RICHARD Simmons to D Grif
RICHARD Simmons- 11:23am
Hey.
D Grif- 11:23am
Yeah?
RICHARD Simmons- 11:23am
You ever wonder why we’re here?
D Grif- 11:23am
It’s one of life’s great mysteries, isn’t it?
D Grif- 11:23am
Why ARE we here?
D Grif- 11:24am
I mean, are we the product of... some cosmic coincidence? Or is there really a god, watching everything, you know, with a plan for us and stuff?
D Grif- 11:24am
I don’t know man, but it keeps me up at night.
RICHARD Simmons- 11:25am
What???
RICHARD Simmons- 11:25am
I meant why are we HERE, sitting in this lecture hall, twenty minutes after the professor was supposed to arrive?
D Grif- 11:25am
Oh.
D Grif- 11:25am
Yeah.
RICHARD Simmons- 11:26am
What was all that stuff about god?
D Grif- 11:26am
...nothing.
RICHARD Simmons- 11:26am
You wanna talk about it?
D Grif- 11:26am
No.
RICHARD Simmons- 11:26am
You sure?
D Grif- 11:26am
Yeah.
RICHARD Simmons- 11:27am
Seriously though, why are we still here? Far as I can tell, the professor’s not going to show up.
D Grif- 11:27am
Well, we all paid a fuckton of money for this guy to teach us.
RICHARD Simmons- 11:27am
Yeah, but you never pay attention in this class anyway, and I’ve already read today’s content in the textbook!
RICHARD Simmons- 11:27am
Even if he did show up, the lecture would be rushed and terrible, and neither of us would get any use from this class! There’s literally no reason for us to waste our time waiting!
D Grif- 11:28am
Good point.
D Grif- 11:28am
Want to ditch and go get tacos at the food truck?
RICHARD Simmons- 11:28am
Dude. FUCK yes.