But in the last frame, if we can't see the man under all the sharks, does he cease to exist? The answer is most likely yes, because I'm sure that the illustrator didn't draw him and then completely cover him with sharks. Or did he? Just think about that while you're laying in your comfortable bed tonight, not covered in sharks.
@Culdogg, but do I exist? Maybe I'm just a figment of your imagination. Your world around you is thought up by your own brain. You are alone in this world and everyone around you are your imaginary friends. Every concept you know was created by you - aging, physics, etc. limitations caused by your own mind. You shouldn't have told me to think about it, culdogg... Or should I say my imaginary friend?
@Robogrampy, I just realised that I replied to your last comment as a regular comment instead of a proper reply :(
@Robogrampy, should've eaten the red tablet neo
@Robogrampy, that is actually a big fear i have because if this is my own imagination i must be a serious masochist to make myself so untalented and be rejected by a lot of girls #PlayingLifeInHardMode
@Culdogg, we must assume that he is both there and not there. *mind blown*
@Culdogg, maybe he was eaten by the sharks
@Culdogg, hell yes! I love thought-provoking and intellectual debates any time of day (not said with any sarcasm). I had to write a paper for philosophy and I chose to use a similar question that even applies here as well while using Metal Gear 2: Sons of Liberty as the base for my thesis. When you play the game while speaking with "the colonel," to find out later on that you don't necessarily know who you are talking to on the other side because you have never physically met them in person before. Just like now, I am speaking to you, but how do you know that I am a human being that is replying to your comment and not an intelligent and self-aware computer? I can assure you all day long that I am only 75% human with an AKA and 25% "robot" because I have a prosthetic leg, but how do you know?
Perhaps you do exist, and it is I that doesn't? After all, your understanding of existence seems to be quite extensive. Also, if you're my imaginary friend and I'm your imaginary friend, then who's to say that either of us really exist? It's quite plausible that we're all merely multiple personalities of a single mind that have breached the synapses of the host brain and discovered a way to communicate with each other.
@Culdogg, Dammit, this was supposed to be a reply to Robogrampy.
@Culdogg, You're so deep right now I can't even see you anymore
@SugarLorde, I'm still here, just shine a torch down and you'll see the sparkle in my eye.
Oh no, sea triangles!
The new sharknado is looking good
At least he has something going on in his life...
How big is the butt, for this to be a butt load?
Yup, that's exactly one buttload