I know everything

I know everything.

I know.

I know I know everything.

Because I know everything.

I know because I know, because I know everything.

I know that because I know.

Everything.

I know it.

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No, I'm not a nerd! I just know everything! That doesn't make me a nerd! You know why I'm not a nerd? Because I know it. And I know everything. Because I know it.

I know how the world began. I know if there is a God or not. I know the meaning of life. I know that I'm about to say 'booger'.

Booger.

See?

I know everything.

I know all the anthems of every country in the world, and I can translate them to every language, that revert the letters to numbers and times it by the first 10 00 digits of Pi, and divide it by the number of grains of sand in the universe, and the translate all that into Spanish.

I even know if Nerd42 will ever win Illogicopedian of the Month.

And what 2+2 is.

Well, I guess you know that too.

The point is...

I know everything.

I know I know everything.

Because I know everything.

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I even know how to spell neccesary. I mean, nessecary.

Nescesery.

Nesacery?

Uh... nesseccary?!

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Necesary?

Aw, stuff it. I don't know everything.

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But I'm pretty close.