And, 34, no 33, no 32.... Ah F it.
So, I've come to the conclusion, after reading Revelation, the Talmud and Gizmodo that the world will either end on Friday or when the Large Hadron Collider at CERN is switched on.
Why Friday you ask? I'll tell you why... right after the break.
AND WE'RE BACK! So, many of you know, unless you're living in a world devoid of any outside media, that Bill Gates will retire from Microsoft this week. By ending his streak at the helm (even when Ballmer is running things) that swashbuckler of software piracy and geek-chic originator will leave the declining company at exactly the right time... only problem is, then there's no one ot fix everything when the world has BSOD and we all go down the shitter.
If we SOMEHOW find enough people in a foreign country to troubleshoot our way through Gate's leaving, it'll only be about a week and a half longer until we can usher in the end of the world when a bunch of nerds in labcoats try to ram atoms together in a gigantic Hadron collider at CERN.
Why? Why the hell not. They built the thing and damn well intend on using it. Who cares if it could rip holes in the time-space continuim bigger than Pamela Andersons deep, gaping... huh? I can't say that? Oh well, you know where I was going. Oh yeah, her big huge BLACK HOLE. You couldn't stop me from using that one.
Needless to say, we're all F-ed DUCK AND COVER PEOPLE, DUCK AND COVER!
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