Granted, the genie produces a large sword and slices you perfectly down the middle. The left half of you burns away to dust. “You are now… always right,” he says to your right half as you flop to the ground. Not that it matters much as your consciousness quickly fades.
You somehow propose this to the genie through half a larynx, he nods briefly, before slicing again, and again, and again with increasing precision, until you are reduced to a single proton.
Granted, the genie produces a large sword and slices you perfectly down the middle. The left half of you burns away to dust. “You are now… always right,” he says to your right half as you flop to the ground. Not that it matters much as your consciousness quickly fades.
“You will be right for the rest of your life.”
“I wish you had left me alone!”
The genie rematerializes your left half. Now your right half evaporates and fades to dust. “You are now left alone.”
- Tales from Bad Pun Dad Joke Genie
But now the right half has a right half… Zeno him!
You somehow propose this to the genie through half a larynx, he nods briefly, before slicing again, and again, and again with increasing precision, until you are reduced to a single proton.
“I’ve read Zeno too,” the genie replies.
Stupid post duplication…