I win because I remember that post. xD
I win because I'm gonna go eat breakfast.
I win because I walked into Mordor
Pigs are pink, Endermen are black, I hate it when noobs hit me with their wooden pieces of crap.
I win because it's always hiding in the deepest pockets of air—waiting in your conscience, that little nagging feeling that something is wrong; it's always waiting but it's never, ever really there—it's all a construction, it's built ever from the ceiling, but it's still never gone.