"Hey Bob!" shouted co-creator Erik, as they ran around in the Ideazone, dressed in Hawaiian shirts, as befits any stay in any realm whose name ends in -zone.
"Some asshole wrote a book once called the Unbearable Lightness of Being!"
"What an asshole! Fiction?"
"Yeah, fiction!"
"Shit, that shit's even worse! Fiction should be truer than true!"
"I know, right?!"
"Asshole."
They then both popped out of existence in the Ideazone forthwith, being tied, as if to a clichéd cross, to their quest to earn dumb credits to pay for dumb things, and were never heard of again in the Ideazone for far fucking longer than should be the case, dammit.
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