It doesn't matter who's lying or who you think is lying.

The Master Chief saved the world and you, you managed to what?

Stir up a couple nuts and get some idiots to call you up?

Get real, Jero.

Where do you get off?

You are a crusader, my friend.

We always sought only in the government officiast.

A man who's true not.

The judge is a director of the single hand and he makes her a lot of in the record. They've been inundating the single hand to make her all the least like

either the craziest man I've ever heard in my life or the

They've been inundating my inbox with messages like these

Around the Clock for the past four days.

Voices from all corners of inhabited space

A staggering sample size of factual testimonials

and a deluge of theories in every shape and color imaginable.

Earlier this week, I released the beginning of my story, the hunt for truth about the master chief,

posing a large, messy question to anyone who might listen. And now, even though I wasn't

sure how to process all of it,

answers were flooding in. I suddenly had direct access to a hive mind that spanned the galaxy,

and it was buzzing loud.

It's great work on the show. It's a sick pantomime. This has to stop.

Before that, though, it had been quiet.

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