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> I think I can clear that up. Nothing in the world exists, except my mind. But it has a wild and vivid imagination. How does it feel to be a figment?
> Howard

Sorry Howard, I'm already a figment of somebody else's imagination (my friend Matt, actually). So I can't very well be yours as well. Unless of course Matt is just a figment of your imagination, which would make me a figment of a figment... Hrm.

Stephen