OH I GET IT. THIS ONE TIME I ASKED THIS SMOKIN' HOT GIRL AT THE BAR FOR HER NUMBER AND SHE WROTE IT ON A PIECE OF PAPER AND FOLDED IT AND HANDED IT TO ME AND WHEN I GOT HOME AND LOOKED AT IT IT WAS BLANK. THE PAPER I MEAN. GOTTA BE THE SNEAKY HAND OF A TRICKSTER GOD, RIGHT?