(Sam and I had been /msging about someone who wouldn't answer personal questions but instead accused the asker of having a lack of trust. So then this happened.)
Sam: So what's everyone up to?
Sam: ANSWER ME.
Sam: WHY ARE YOU IGNORING MY QUESTION.
Sam: YOU MUST SUFFER FROM A LACK OF TRUST.
* Sentynel is on a moon landing mission, and thus communications are delayed by a few seconds.
ThePhan: LOL
Sam: Neat.
ThePhan: I am catching up on some blog reading.
* TalkingDog is helping his brother install a new cooling unit, in exchange for 4 GB of memory. That's currency now.
Sam: YOU ALL SUFFER FROM TOO MUCH TRUST
Sam: YOU'RE ALL TELLING ME THE INTIMATE DETAILS OF WHAT YOU'RE DOING, or at least the broad strokes of it, AND I COULD BE ANYBODY.
TalkingDog: How do you know I was telling the truth?
TalkingDog: I might actually be getting 4 GiB.
TalkingDog: That's giga-imaginary-bytes. Totally different.
Sam: You won't tell me if you were truthful or not? YOU SUFFER FROM A LACK OF TRUST.
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