The evolution of sense is, in a sense, the evolution of nonsense.
Madness string 1839
We are not who we were. In every moment we live, we die, and from every death we are reborn. Our existence deforms the universe, through action and response, choice and consequence. Thus is the evolution of presense, and thus we live and change.
Back in the day all weapons were stored in the freezer so no mishaps occurred while everyone was drunk.