He worries that it must be, because it's almost too easy. He glances down at their shirt, and meticulously counts the stripes. One, two. That's it. Is he missing something? Or is it, in fact, just that simple?
He considers the question for a few moments longer, questioning the nature of existence and reality, before answer at last: ]
...Two. Unless you count the one in between the two...then it's three?
[ He still doesn't sound sure.
He might not have the alien plague, but he sure is dumb. ]
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He worries that it must be, because it's almost too easy. He glances down at their shirt, and meticulously counts the stripes. One, two. That's it. Is he missing something? Or is it, in fact, just that simple?
He considers the question for a few moments longer, questioning the nature of existence and reality, before answer at last: ]
...Two. Unless you count the one in between the two...then it's three?
[ He still doesn't sound sure.
He might not have the alien plague, but he sure is dumb. ]