My best friend and I once snuck an entire jumbo container of cheeseballs into a movie. That was a good day. I don't even remember what movie it was. Just the cheeseballs.
I have found that it is futile to have a battle of wits with a witless person.
Madness string 2545
Philosophy becomes tortured thinking. Thinking that devours itself — and continues intact and even flourishes, in spite (or perhaps because) of the repeated acts of self-cannibalism. In the passion play of thought, the thinker plays the roles of both protagonist and antagonist. He is both suffering Prometheus and the remorseless eagle who consumes his perpetually regenerated entrails.