it was 2024, the great twitter wars were over, only two figures remained; one dottard who walked around in the wasteland, repeatedly saying to himself "Truth Social is gonna be yuge..." and another forlorn individual who drew stick figure diagrams of what appeared to be people on the Red Planet, Mars, in the coarse sooty sand; surrounding that were seemingly endless sheets of paper with 44,000,000,000 repeating over and over, sometimes slanted, sometime upright, sometimes barely legible scribbles, but always the same number...