So anyways, last time I spoke with Tyler's father, I had this huge argument with him over what exactly the meaning of life was, and Tyler pipes in with "42 is the meaning of life!" And his father and I turned on the poor child. So, last night I went to his house and we CONTINUED this argument. Guess who won?
Oh yes.
It was
...not me. :(
But I STOLE HIS SHIRT!!!!!!!! xD
No, there is not a point to this blog, just felt the need to add something.
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I had an English teacher once who would always say "42" if anyone said they had a question. It was kind of annoying, but also kind of funny. This comment doesn't really have a point, but I thought I should post so you know I'm still diligently checking in.
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