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Subject: Carl Sagan 4 th Demention Explaination

.36 Uuumkay off the bat, I'm digging this look! Everyones great in a moc turtleneck under a blazer and that cranberry colour suggests authority to me. And I already want to play Flatboard. But they should add some life to the figures. We're competing with Candyland here people! Give me some glitter!

1.15 The symphony music in the background is a nice touch. And that sexy shiny leather chair he's sitting in makes me want some Brandi and pipe. And a smoking jacket, yes a cranberry smoking jacket...

1.45 That intermittent nasal activity is almost completely overriding all the sexy points he was given for his luscious man mane. That is some shiny Pantene shiz!

2.46 This was your chance Carl! The moment to take it all from those greedy arrogant monopolizers at Candyland! Black ink? That was your additional colour of choice? I'm trying to believe in Flatland. But I'm gonna need a little effort from, you Carl.

3.11 I ate a delicious red apple this morning.

5.09 At first I thought he was struggling with his "o" sound, but now I think its the "u" that primarily trips him up. Through...cube. Its sort of driving me nuts/think its cute. I always like a nice flaw. Like a lazy eye- its endearing.

6.28 I give up! Tell me what direction! I need to know! Am I supposed to guess? So I'm swimming around in the Lake of Actual Visuals and all the sudden I've been forced to the step off the high dive into the Lake of Theory. Perhaps this is why science and I never bonded. I'm all keyed up, ready to experience the knowledge of something amazing, and then I'm told to imagine it. Read between the lines.

6.36 Trapped. Yes, trapped in the Dimension of Not Knowing. Great. I'm so glad to know about what I don't know. Carl, I trusted you! With brows like that, how could you just string me along?

The End.