Because, apparently, it's fun to be right, even when we're not. Or, at the very least, because it's fun to pretend we're right. Or maybe it's just because we're all secretly bored out of our minds and this is the most entertaining thing we can think of.
Either way, we're here, we're arguing, and we're not going anywhere anytime soon.
This is where the real fun begins. Or, you know, ends. We'll debate the meaning of life, the afterlife, and anything in between. We'll argue about the color of the sky, the taste of pineapple pizza, and the best way to eat a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup.
This is where the deep stuff happens. We'll discuss the meaninglessness of existence, the futility of hope, and the certainty of despair. We'll question everything, even the questions themselves.