| Probability | Text |
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| 90% | I don't know. Thousands of years ago it crashes and this thing gets thrown out or crawls out and it ends up freezing in the ice. I just cannot believe any of this voodoo bullshit. Charles, that happens all the time, man. The fallen out of the skies like flies. Government knows all about it, right, Mac? You believe any of this voodoo bullshit, Blair? Charles, chariots the guys, man. They're back at their own South America. | ▶️ |
| 93% | Take germs for a second. Germs? Huh? Eighteen century? No such thing. Nothing. We don't have a magic such thing. No same person. Ah! Ah! Welcome to the start of... Ah! Ah! Ah! Similarize. Similarize. Similarize. He's trying to convince people of a doctor's name. They're doing a skinny tiny physical path. They call germs. They came to your body and make you sick. He's trying to get doctors to wash their hands. What is this guy? Crazy? A teeny tiny physical? What he called germs? Huh? What? Now! I go in, I order a burger, and it's fast food joint. The guy drops it on the floor. Jim. He picks it up. He wipes it off. He hands it to me. I just all okay. What about the germs I say? He says, I don't believe in germs. Germs just a plot they made up. So they can sell you just with batman's and slits. Now! He's crazy, right? Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! | ▶️ |
