One day, I was walking around my apartment and I hear a knock at the door. I open the door to find a baby panda bear with a nametag that says "Gal Pomc."
"What a strange name for a little baby panda... come here, little guy."
I take him in my arms, cuddle him, and place him on my only table. I ask him if he wants any carrots, and he says softly, "I don't like carrots. I like bamboo." Shocked that a baby panda can even construct cohesive sentences, I search my refrigerator for my bamboo, but I lack it.
Suddenly I remember... everyone loves bananas! Even panda bears! I hand him a banana, and he says "Thank you :)" and smiles back at me, munching on the banana little by little.
I ask him where he came from, and he says his mother, Rachtyer, dropped him off to teach me a lesson. I asked him, "What lesson is that?", and he responded:
"That I'm not a bad panda bear. Some people view me as a bad panda bear, but I am here because my mother Rachtyer and father Sioinvoacit thought it a good idea for me to balance everyone's enjoyment of the game. Unfortunately my help aids some more than others, but still... don't you agree the game would be better with me as opposed to without me?"
I thought for a moment, bewildered still by this baby panda bear's elegant exposition. I took a banana, myself, and starting chewing.
"You know what, little panda bear, you're right. It's the Manhattan Project Initiative. Kill 50,000, save millions. You being the panda bear you are, piss off 50,000 people, but for the other millions of people playing the game, you are a godsend."
Be grateful for your baby panda bears everyone. Gal Pomc isn't the only one out there. Everyone has a baby panda bear in their game. Let him be free and do what he wants.
Now here's a banana :)
*hands you a banana*
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