[green, pointing to a clock with Hitler above it, that reads 11:30] Oh no, look… It's half to Hitler
[yellow, annoyed] Chill out buddy, don't be such an alarmist
[green, pointing to a clock with Hitler above it, that reads 11:45] Oh no, look… It's quarter to Hitler
[yellow, rude] Yeah I get it, I tweeted about it, leave me be
[green, pointing to a clock with Hitler above it, that reads 11:55] Oh no, look… It's five to Hitler
[yellow, scared] Oh shit oh fuck, we really need to do something NOW
[green, pointing to a clock with Hitler above it, that reads 11:59] Oh shit, look… It's one to Hitler
[yellow, terrified] It's too late now, wish we could have seen it coming earlier
Right? Wrong?
I asked you a question, I didn't make an argument or assert a position.
This is surreal. It's like:
You: why does everyone say good afternoon when it's only 12:30?!
Me: what time zone are you in buddy?
You: you didn't answer my question!
Me: I mean, China for example is all on the same timezone regardless of how west or east you are.
You: FINE. YOU'RE RIGHT. I'M WRONG. HAPPY?
Me: wtf man, I just asked you your fucking timezone.