One day, our ancestor (let’s say, no offense, that his name was UNGA) who lived in a cave, received the unexpected visit of GANGA (let’s call him so), and he insightfully perceived that the newcomer had nefarious intentions towards his person (had burst into the cave, spear in hand, and screaming like a possessed!), so UNGA had to make a decision: either he had to rush and get the hell away from GANGA to avoid becoming his dinner, or take the stick that he had been sharpening all day long and nail it to GANGA where it could hurt the most. In the cave next door, lived another guy we
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