Snippets from Jon Bois' 17776 and 20020, a story you read online about sentient 178th-century space probes who watch football all day.


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TIM: You know you're famous, right? Like, really really famous? Nobody's just disappeared in the middle of a game and stayed missing for as long as you have. You're like a legend.

ED: A lot of good it does me. I wake up every morning on a rock. It's wet, smells like crap. The nanos clean the carbon dioxide out of the air and bring me food, but the only food they know how to synthesize is granola bars. God bless those little fellas, but they're dumber than hell.

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