“One day, the sky disappeared. The whole thing. Gone. No explanation whatsoever. Nothing. No more light. At all.

Now, personally, I’ll tell you right up front that I am I’m dumber than soup made of shoe leather, but if you ask me, and you’d be a fool to do so… that’s when language got started.

I mean. Think about it. You’d have to be blind to… it doesn’t even make sense to say it.

Or worse.”

— an anonymous antidiluvian informant