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Man: What do those clouds look like to you? Woman: Hmm... Like two elk stags with their antlers intertwined in a testosterone-fueled battle, neither one willing to concede even an inch of ground, only to end tragically and senselessly in the demise of both, with the bitter irony of defeating the very purpose of their role in the cycle of life. Man: Ok...not everything has to be tinged with political metaphor. Woman: Hey, tell that to the clouds.