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You: Jumping off the roof will kill you.
Bhakt: What about rat poison? Will that not kill you?
You: Yes it will.
Bhakt: Why don& #39;t you say anything about rat poison then?
You: Because you are standing on a ledge, about to jump.
Bhakt: Admit it. You are a rat poison supporter.
Bhakt: What about rat poison? Will that not kill you?
You: Yes it will.
Bhakt: Why don& #39;t you say anything about rat poison then?
You: Because you are standing on a ledge, about to jump.
Bhakt: Admit it. You are a rat poison supporter.
You: Please step away from the edge.
Bhakt: Don& #39;t change the topic. You love rat poison, don& #39;t you?
You: Don& #39;t jump.
Bhakt: You just want everyone to do what you want.
You: If you jump, you will die.
Bhakt: OMG I& #39;m being attacked! That was a direct threat.
Bhakt: Don& #39;t change the topic. You love rat poison, don& #39;t you?
You: Don& #39;t jump.
Bhakt: You just want everyone to do what you want.
You: If you jump, you will die.
Bhakt: OMG I& #39;m being attacked! That was a direct threat.
You: Are you stupid or something? I& #39;m trying to save your life.
Bhakt: Why do you care so much about me if I am stupid?
You: There is a rope that ties you to me. If you jump, I also fall.
Bhakt: Good. Rat poison lovers should die.
*jumps*
Bhakt: Why do you care so much about me if I am stupid?
You: There is a rope that ties you to me. If you jump, I also fall.
Bhakt: Good. Rat poison lovers should die.
*jumps*
LATER, IN THE AFTERLIFE...
Bhakt: How was I supposed to know that jumping off the roof will kill me?
You: I told you.
Bhakt: This is all your fault. If you had not been tied to me, I might have survived. I should have cut the rope and pushed you off the roof.
Bhakt: How was I supposed to know that jumping off the roof will kill me?
You: I told you.
Bhakt: This is all your fault. If you had not been tied to me, I might have survived. I should have cut the rope and pushed you off the roof.
You: For what? For telling you not to jump off the roof?
Bhakt: Don& #39;t pretend you wanted me to live. You wanted to give me rat poison.
You: No I didn& #39;t. There was never any rat poison. You are the one who brought it up.
Bhakt: Don& #39;t pretend you wanted me to live. You wanted to give me rat poison.
You: No I didn& #39;t. There was never any rat poison. You are the one who brought it up.
Bhakt: See this is how you create a narrative, trying to prove I am my own enemy. For centuries I have listened to these lies and become ashamed of my own way of life. No more! I have finally awoken from my civilisational slumber. You will not control me any longer!
You: Right.
You: Right.
