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If the sun was really that hot, the world would be fried and we would all be crispy critters. 41 one years later, and four magician sons of God all are at war with each other. Three Gods, One God Out, or One God, three Gods out.
I am smarter than the Aleister Crowley God in England, but I have my doubts if Zaphod Beetlebrox can overtake him.
