Yes. This is a trick question partly because it's using sneaky weasel wording to make it seem like science is 'one side of a coin' on which supernatural things occupy the other side. If something exists, science can analyze and determine why it's real. If science, which is the art of observing and documenting, can't explain it, then it doesn't exist. Simple as that.

I'm not saying that there aren't things we haven't discovered, or we don't understand yet, but let me put it this way: if the only way something can exist is by throwing away scientific evidence to the contrary, my money's on the people with an education.

Uh, ragged leather scraps from when you're low-level skinning.

Unfortunately, my favorite lady detective only appears in a series of lithographed images painstakingly printed onto the undersides of the floorboards of a 1936 Edsel that currently resides in a trash dump 15 miles south of Portland, Oregon. Therefore I can't answer this question.

My junk.

LoL writer's block said penis.

I'm sorry I found this funny. Also that statement is not true it's something completely different but I'm not going to go into the technicalities.

The animal song by Savage Garden. As a single. I haven't really listened to it lately.

I am not counting my single purchase before that of the Macarena. Sorry.

Well, I hate to play favourites. Buttttt.

stealthferret, durrrh.

I TRIED, BUT I CANNOT RESIST THIS.

Okay. My sammich STARTS with tasty hoagie bread. Not subway stuff, not quiznos stuff, that kinda bread you only find at a SMALL sammich place. Nnnnhsammichbread. Okay. So then you put on SMOKED TURKEY. With like a honeyish flavour. Nnnhhh. And then on top of that goes american cheese, because that craps be good. Then on top of that goes lettuce, then on top of that goes pickles (Iknowrite) and then you put on balsamic vinaigrette.

I don't care if it sounds gross it tastes like god himself just made you a sammich and it's good.

I also -really- like the wasabi roast beef one at Cosi.

I'm not sure what to say about this. There's a lot I love about Philly, but I think the best way to sum it up would be this:

Walking around in the city at night is amazing. The bright, glittery lights. The cool, warm air. The tall buildings, the people wandering about happily. The general soundscape of the city is amazing. I even love the sirens - the sound of wind between buildings is amazing, the look of a city in twilight is romantic beyond all imagination. Everything about the city makes me smile. There's just a general rhythm that everything moves to when things are just right - late at night in a part of the city that's mostly shut down so the tourists aren't around is just the most magical, near-religious experience ever. Every building has its own little neon lights casting colourful beams into the street and the path you're walking on, and the streetlights are this sorta beautiful orange that like... casts this sort of surreal glow on everything. The storefronts are all shut down and there's just beautiful lighting inside all the buildings

I love it. I hate that I'm moving away, in a way. Convenience-wise, it's a lot better. In terms of not having all that right outside my door, it's a tragedy and I've been dreading it.

Furries. Dear god I'm tired of those sickos.

I would like to take this opportunity to say that the world would be a better place without:

• Kid Rock
• Kevin Federline
• Anyone from Linkin Park
• Ryan Seacrest
• Paris Hilton
• John Heder
• Ben Stiller

However, we could use at least one thousand (1000) more of the following:

• Johnny Depp
• Chris Martin
• Tim and Eric
• The empire carpet guy