Via the entropic machinations of multicellular life, there isn't a single solitary molecule in your body that was there on any of the days in your distant memory. Every single bit of everything that made up who you were that day has been cycled out of your myriad biological systems by now, including the physical structure of your neural pathways and all the neurotransmitters that stored said memory therein.

Every particle of every chemical of every element of your physical being has been shit out, shed off, spent or otherwise discarded and replaced by proteins synthesized from the food you've eaten. You are a habit of matter and the totality of your physical being has been replaced without your knowledge many many times.

I, of course, consider this a failure on your part.

Dude...everyone knows most people are failures...this just gives us a better reason to stamp a big "FAIL" right on their heads!

Imagine, your forhead could be a former armpit of Bulgarian wrestler. Puts things into perspective.

Recycling baby!

I would have thought this idea would get you kids all fired up - just imagine - part of you might once have been part of Dev.

... although equally, part of yo may once have been part of Kip Winger.

I would have thought this idea would get you kids all fired up - just imagine - part of you might once have been part of Dev.

Or, alternatively, you might once have been part of his telephone.

[djskrimp]

That explains why my eyes are shifting from green to blue.

Damn you, blue eyes, damn you!

Does that mean my sandwich is now technically a giraffe?

Via the entropic machinations of multicellular life, there isn't a single solitary molecule in your body that was there on any of the days in your distant memory. Every single bit of everything that made up who you were that day has been cycled out of your myriad biological systems by now, including the physical structure of your neural pathways and all the neurotransmitters that stored said memory therein.

Every particle of every chemical of every element of your physical being has been shit out, shed off, spent or otherwise discarded and replaced by proteins synthesized from the food you've eaten. You are a habit of matter and the totality of your physical being has been replaced without your knowledge many many times.

I, of course, consider this a failure on your part.

well... i guess someone owes me a soh-dee pop

Via the entropic machinations of multicellular life, there isn't a single solitary molecule in your body that was there on any of the days in your distant memory. Every single bit of everything that made up who you were that day has been cycled out of your myriad biological systems by now, including the physical structure of your neural pathways and all the neurotransmitters that stored said memory therein.

Every particle of every chemical of every element of your physical being has been shit out, shed off, spent or otherwise discarded and replaced by proteins synthesized from the food you've eaten. You are a habit of matter and the totality of your physical being has been replaced without your knowledge many many times.

Is there a point hidden somewhere? What are you trying to prove with all that cool-sounding stuff?

I, of course, consider this a failure on your part

How come you don't consider this a failure on your part and what exactly have we failed?

[Keeker]

Yeah, I consider it a win. We are indeed all made up of old, busted stars.
The universe's slow, sure method of trying to understand itself perhaps.

... and what exactly have we failed?

Getting the joke.

Yeah, I consider it a win. We are indeed all made up of old, busted stars.

Meaning whatever our Katamaries have rolled up - collecting everything on earth and releasing it into the universe, thus creating stars and constellations. We strive to please the King.

We are thumbtacks, bananas and screaming school children.

We are Gods...and humans.