Letter to the Magnesians

All things have an end, every one shall go to their own place, and the cheese will stand alone. 

 This is what fate has in store for you and all your kind.

The infidels will plow your women like bulls.

The physicists will make light of your views, with their large hardon collider. And in the gravity of that situation, your children will be absorbed into the cloud.

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