Thursday July 26, 2001
Narrator:Doythaban tends to the near-corpse of their near-exact copy.
DoytHaban:(doyt) Can we save this copy of us, Haban?(haban) The Haban half might live, but the organic brain damage is pretty severe, Doyt.
DoytHaban:(doyt) Severe as in stupid? Or severe as in dead?(haban) Well, besides the four-centimeter hole, you've got a whole lot of heating in there.
DoytHaban:(doyt) So...(haban) Doyt, considering the fact it would be hard for a copy of you to get any stupider, I'd have to say 'dead.'
Narrator:Later that night...
DoytHaban:(doyt, thinking) Hey...