His time run out, garnabby faced judgment by the fiery GOAT god.

"You always fancied yourself to be like a god at math garnabby but now how you spend eternity depends on how you answer one question:..."

Garnabby was barely paying attention, focused as he still was on finalizing the unfinished minutiae of his TOE, but he nodded his understanding.

"Very good. Now look there, you'll see three ice bergs. Behind one of them is the portal to blissful eternity; alas, behind a different one is eternal damnation, a place where you will be forever forced to read the fictions penned by Karen, aka Tasha, aka She Who Shits 'De 'Flo. The third one is of no consequence. Now, tell me which ice berg you select: to make it easier I'll give you a hint: it isn't behind the middle ice berg. OK, now choose."

Garnabby smiled at the fiery spectre, secure that his brilliance, his mastery of all things mathematical, and his understanding of how life really works (thanks to his life's work, his TOE) would inevitably lead to the correct choice.

"i choose..."



---to be continued