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Dear Vito, Allow me to begin by offering my own belated apology—not just belated, but spectacularly, catastrophically so. In the grand timeline of digital interactions, I believe I may have broken some kind of ancient record. somewhere, a victorian scholar attempting to refresh a webpage by candlelight is shaking his head at me in disbelief. still, here I am, suitably armed, as always, with awe Firstly: you fell off a hill?? Vito. that is tragically cinematic. Six stitches to the chin is the kind of injury that implies either a perilous duel or a slapstick tumble. The fact that you cant laugh is the kind of at my suffering pains me on a molecular level. I hope that, by now, you are now fully restored, or, at the very least, capable of laughing (at safe volumes) onto your facts, A murderous brain with an emergency kill switch, huh? Yeah, that's about right. I can only respond with a salute to my own nervous system. I've done the emotional equivalent many times The eyelash mites, however, are another matter. It is unspeakably rude that no one thought to mention I've been unknowingly hosting a microscopic masquerade on my face until now. the fact that they mate while I sleep is not only invasive but frankly indecent. I now feel like the unwilling landlord of a particularly disrespectful boarding house and the kissing fact is nothing short of a disgusting revelation. 80 million bacteria exchanged, like some kind of microbial handshake. Romantic! Intimate! Slightly appalling! I will now think of every kiss as a diplomatic summit between two microbiomes. To be honest, that's kind of poetic As late and embarrassingly behind as I may be, these facts did brighten my day, even after all this time (oops). and while I'm not sure if Freaky Fun Facts has made its grand debut just yet, I'd still be thrilled to see it one day. or not! Either way, the fact that it was ever a passing idea in your orbit is more than enough to appreciate I figure it's fitting to leave this message like one does a note slipped under someone's door. A thanks, a little wave, a bit of warmth on the off chance it finds you in the right mood. No expectation, just some words sent out to sea Colonized by 80 million microscopic visitors, Wes (P.S. yellow. It's my third favorite color. There's no strategy behind that, it just elbowed its way into the podium one day and I never questioned it again)

Dear Vito, it seems you've outdone yourself yet again. let me begin by saying that the idea of a rentry filled with these curiosities is truly inspired. rest assured, I would be among the first to support such a venture onto the wonders you've shared today first, the rubber bands and spaghetti. I had no idea this query would ever see resolution, yet here you are with the exact numbers. 32,000 rubber bands, a Grand Canyon-spanning marvel. spaghetti, however, has let me down terribly. to think that something so beloved and comforting could be so... structurally weak is a cruel irony. I find myself wishing, against all logic, that spaghetti had a bit more backbone the spider fact, though-I look forward to cursing you for the sleepless nights ahead, as it is nothing short of horrifying. truly, my respect (and fear) for our eight-legged overlords has grown tenfold. it makes me feel as though I should tiptoe around my house more carefully, lest I provoke some unseen arachnid council I think that our thoughts powering a light bulb could be a cool metaphor for human ingenuity. brainwave art feels like something out of science fiction, though knowing humanity's penchant for discovery, i'm sure it exists somewhere and finally, the flamingos. i'm a little charmed by the thought of zoos ensuring their flamingos stay gloriously pink. in a way, zoos have become industrial-scale pink machines. they're like custodians of the flamingo brand in closing, I remain enlightened by your latest post. you've given me much to ponder about. here's to the continued expansion of Freaky Fun Facts, and perhaps even its rentry debut. to more rubber bands, rebellious spaghetti, and the day when flamingos might unionize for the right to go gray with equal parts intrigue and mild dread (thank you, spiders), Wes

Dear Vito. a Happy New Year to you as well, though I must admit, your timing--bringing such revelations to light at the dawn of a fresh calendar--is nothing short of audacious. and yet, as I read your latest missive from your peculiar arsenal of knowledge, I find myself curiously...less perturbed than before. is this progress, or merely resignation? who can say? regardless, I must acknowledge that your Freaky Fun Facts have evolved into something of an acquired taste--like strong cheese...or an abstact painting your first revelation, that we are, in essence, celestial beings composed of star remnants, is a rare example of a fact that is oddly poetic. it is almost TOO poetic--especially for beings who routinely misplace their keys. I suppose it lends a certain grandeur knowing that our atoms once burned brightly in the cosmos. perhaps they did their best work as stars the tail fact, however, pulls me back to earth (and not in a pleasant way). some among us narrowly escape being born with tails--and some do not escape at all...the mental image of humanity teetering on the bring of tail-dom is something I will carry with me, uninvited, into many quiet moments. still, I can't help but wonder what a world of tail-bearing humans might look like. surely, it would make handshakes seem downright unimaginative as for dolphins having unique names, I must admit, this one charms me. in a world where many humans struggle to remember each other's birthdays. dolphins are out here personalizing their calls. that is cool as hell. perhaps there is a lesson in that in closing, I must thank you for sharing these curiosities once again, though it seems strange to do so. while I remain wary of what you might unearth next, your ability to enlighten has become oddly endearing. take care of that foot, and may your battles with atabook becomes less frequent--and more victorious yours, Wes

Dear Vito, esteemed purveyor of trivia, I must confess that upon reading your latest installment of Freaky Fun Facts, I find myself once again teetering on the precipice of existential despair. to my HORROR, you have chosen not to share merely one fact this time, but two,thus doubling the damage inflicted upon your hapless audience. truly, I am both impressed and deeply concerned by the escalation of your efforts. regarding your first offering: well, let us just say it raises questions about the true price of a decent coffee. are we, as a species, to measure our caffeine intake in decibels? shall future cafes feature scream booths alongside their espresso machines? one shudders to imagine the practical applications of such knowledge. but it is your second fact that truly sends chills down my spine. the revelation that we humans shed FORTY pounds over a life time--and do so with such routine efficiency that we essentially molt each month--leaves me grappling with implications I am ill-prepared to confront. are we lizard people masquerading as mammals? or, worse yet, are we simply walking around in endlessly regenerating costumes, perpetually discarding last season's look in favor of the next? if that is the case, I must protest: I did not sign up for a lifetime subscription to the Shedding Club. as for your cheery valediction, I must express my apprehension. I can only lament the fate of the next poor soul who stumbles across your comments I must once again acknowledge the unparalleled commitment you bring to this endeavor. you are, for better or worse, a beacon of unsettling knowledge in a world that was already strange enough without it sincerely perturbed, Wes

I must express my utter astonishment upon encountering the information you’ve just shared. truly, I find myself unable to fully comprehend how such a claim could be articulated with such casual ease. to suggest, as you have, that the average human body harbors anywhere from one to Four KILOGRAMS of bacteria—Well, that is a proposition so profoundly unsettling that it seems almost beyond belief. This is not merely a trivial detail. It’s a concept so staggering in its implications that it fundamentally disrupts my understanding of human biology. We are discussing, after all, KILOGRAMS of microscopic organisms living inside us, coexisting with our cells in what could only be described as an unsettling partnership. And yet, here You are, offering it up as if it were a mundane fact of everyday life, one that we might accept without the slightest trace of disbelief or disgust. one might think that with all our advancements in science, we would have outgrown such uncomfortable truths. but No, apparently, we have not. Instead, we are left with this unnerving reality, presented so blithely as though it were a perfectly normal facet of the human experience. And as such, I find myself compelled to question the very foundation of my understanding—both of hygiene and of what it means to be a clean, rational being in a world so tragically governed by bacteria. So, to you, I say this: I implore you to consider the far-reaching consequences of your words. reflect on the profound impact this revelation will have on our collective psyche. we may never be the same, having been forced to confront this new, Horrific reality. and while I do appreciate the information you’ve shared, truly, I must also request that, for the good of us all, we collectively return to a time before this disquieting fact entered our minds in conclusion, I commend you for introducing such a remarkable, though deeply uncomfortable, fact into the discourse. it is a lesson I will never forget, though I wish I could

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