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There is just as much evidence to convince me of the existence of god as there is to convince me of the existence of Santa Claus. And I'm not going to the center of the universe or the North Pole to check out whether either one is real.
And since neither has any affect on my life whatsoever, I will continue to drink, jerk off, and have impure thoughts about my neighbour's wife.
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You know something, I don't think the sun even... exists... in this place. 'Cause I've been up for hours, and hours, and hours, and the night never ends here.
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