One of these days, Earth will be a dried-out husk.
Human beings, if not totally extinct - will be the galactic equivalent of the Coelacanth.
Regardless, even if The Internet is a dichotomous tool of information and withering brain cells, I hope that someday, somewhere, there'll be a faraway alien offspring steeped with freshly-learned Homo sapien Language/History/Culture/Sociology 101, that will get a big fucking kick out of the myriad nothings that I've pooped out on Fat Free Milk.
You know, after we've all died off and stuff in like, 71 more years or so...
So...we'll be 102. My 5 year olds are convinced that it is impossible to live beyond 100. You MUST die precisely at 100. They refuse to budge on this. I thought you might find this interesting for some reason.
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and lisa, that's very interesting; i remember having had the same idea when i was a kid.
Already worked it into a story in between drinking and watching Battlestar Galactica 2.5/iTunes, Lisa...the story's all dialogue...no plot.
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