Ah, help, help

Ah, help help, get this thing away from me.  Okay, phew, good, that was a close one.  It was a number 49. I hate 49s, they sting the most. 5s and 6s are okay, only relatively though.

We are under attack by the numbers. Numbers are everywhere.. and they are truly at every place, and in every moment.  Numbers surround us, and they have their presence in our every sector and corners. The numbers have engulfed our lives. We use it to examine, we use it to evaluate, we use it to drink and eat even - why measure it in numbers, the number of calories - and for drinking, why measure the milligram or whatever sodium percentage - it's all numbers - ahhh.  Long live the numbers, though!

4

29

41

26

15

18

9

11

twelve

Four..twenty nine..forty-one...twenty six...fifteen...eighteen.. nine...eleven...12...13....six....five.. .eight... nine...six... two... eight...   Ahhhh, I can't handle it anymore, Mason!

Also, good proverb/philosophy/tip for life  and whatever cha ma call it, right here:

"Look away from the demonic lenses"

"The photos are never real, it is seen through demonic lenses"

"Mirrors and cameras are demonic substances, avoid, comrades!"

Oh noes, here comes more numbers, ready your harpoons, we need to fend them off the shore until our supply reinforcement units comes!  General, this looks like 349s, and not the double 11s we held off this morning.  You are right, Sargeant, 349s are the hardest to deal with, for they are prime numbers. Still better than my worst days I had been through - a fight against the 12s, 33s, and 44s in the mud - that was hell of a week.

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