There was an old pantomime song which went something like this:There's a hole in your bucket, dear Lotty, dear Lotty,There's a hole in your bucket, dear Lotty,A Hole.Then mend it, dear Letty, dear Letty,Then mend it, dear Letty,Mend it.With what should I mend it, dear Lotty, dear LottyWith what should I mend it, dear LottyWith what?With straw, dear Letty, dear LettyWith straw, dear Letty,Mend it with strawBut how shall I seal it, dear Lotty, dear LottyBut how shall I seal it, dear Lotty,But how?With mud, dear Letty, dear Letty,With mud, dear LettySeal it with mud!But how shall I moisten it, dear Lotty, dear LottyBut how shall I moisten it, dear Lotty,How shall I?With water, dear Letty, dear Letty,With water, dear LettyMoisten it with water!But there's a hole in the bucket, dear Lotty, dear LottyBut there's a hole in the bucket, dear LottyA hole!In short, guys, you are all in a logic loop and it is the height of navel-gazing to continue. Not that this will stop you.
Dan Filson ● 6212d