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Wouldn't any enemy of the Umlauts be a friend of yours? Really, Glen, you can't do without an ally if you're determined to antagonize the whole world of Umlauts and half the numbers (which, in the light of there being an infinite number of numbers still makes too many). ... What is infinite divided by two?
 
Why would I want to read the mind of an imaginary number? Anyway, imaginary numbers are see-through: no legilimency required.
 
Because you need an ally, but I know that at the slightest opportunity, you would put the Imperius curse on them and thus turn them into slaves instead. But you need an independent ally, because the ideas of the group are always better than the idea of a single person. (Have you ever done that group exercise supposed to prove that which never works?)
 
Nope, never done the group exercise, but I don't think I ever needed evidence to prove that result....

I would not turn my allies into slaves. What would I want with a slave? They would always be underfoot and I wouldn't get any peace. No, no, no. I turn my allies into raspberry pie. Much more useful, and tastes good.
 
Pies (mwsbs--may Warrior Satyr be splatted) are not my lords or masters. I eat them. I ate part of one this morning. And no, they aren't friends after I eat them. But at that point it doesn't matter anymore.
 
Glenburne said:
Pies (mwsbs--may Warrior Satyr be splatted) are not my lords or masters. I eat them. I ate part of one this morning. And no, they aren't friends after I eat them. But at that point it doesn't matter anymore.
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By that logic, apparently you are no longer my friend.
 
...and your reason for meditating on that is...?

Look, I suggest not thinking about splatting for long periods of time. There are other things to think about. Like philosophy, and pendulums, and parabolas.
 
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