When your head is full of questions, on the brink of explosion, and frustration grating your teech down to the bloody core- who do you turn to?
At the moment I have no one- no one that is apart from magic 8 ball...

Lets ask him a few questions!

Me: Oh magic 8 ball given that the universe is ever expanding, and planets reach beyond our possible perception- do our lives, as miniscule specks in this vast vat of possible life even matter?

8 Ball: Headache, ask later

Me: Oh. Ok then, how about this. Oh magic 8 ball, God is meant to be pure good, and completely omnipotent. However there world is filled with shocking pain and sadness. Does he care about us?

8 Ball: If you say so

Me: This is going no where. How about something more simple. Oh mystical magic 8 ball, will the sun rise tomorrow and dawn us a new day?

8 Ball: My sources say no.


You heard it here first folks. The Armageddon is nigh!! And it seems not even with the power of fate in a liquid filled ball will we ever know the intricacies of life. Ah well. I think I've had a good run How about you all?

- We have '24 hours' to live. How would you spend it?

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