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Virtue Or Vice?

Updated: Jun 8, 2025

“Sometimes, Young Padawan, what we think are our virtues are actually our vices.”


“. . . You've been pretty annoying lately, Master.”


“My gems of wisdom are only annoying to your close-minded monkey brain. To everyone else they are profound nuggets of wisdom inching them towards enlightenment.”


“You sure are an arrogant sonofabitch, ain't ya?”


“On the contrary, my friend, I know that I know nothing.”


“I swear that's the slogan for all of the pretentious and stuffy know-it-all assholes like you."


“You refuse to see what is right in front of you. ‘you can lead a horse to water–’”


“‘But, you can't get a stuffy asshole like you to pee standing up’. Yeah, yeah, I get it. I've heard you say it a hundred times before. We get the picture, you want people to think that you're smart; and deep; and artistic; and special; and meaningful; and all of that bullshit; but you ain't, are ya? You're just a little nobody, like me.”


“I'm sorry about this, friend . . . I challenge you to a duel!”


“Oh boy. Here we go again with this duel shit.’


“It's The Duel Of The Fates!”


“It's opera music.”


“It's an orchestra!! You fucking Buffoon!”


“Yeah, it's an opera/orchestra mashup, and it's lame.”


“How dare you!! Draw your Lightsaber!!! . . . I have the high ground. Don't you dare try it!”


“You don't have the high ground?”


“Yes I do . . .”


“No, you don't.”


“. . . I am the highest, so therefore . . . I have the ‘high’ ground.”


“Holy shit, you’re dumb.”


“At least I don’t think my vices are virtuous! Ha! At least I’m not you! Ha! Now, have at you!!"



-CH 6/8/25

 
 
 

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