There would be less evading answers and the thread would end.
Wibble.
Wobble?
I was just testing the theory that if there were no hypothetical questions then
there would be less evading answers and the thread would end …
It wasn’t a theory yet, it was at most a hypothesis
I theorize that this thread will continue until everyone but me dies off.
Calling it that would mean that one sentence would contain the word ‘hypothesis’ twice.
I was just testing the hypothesis that if there were no hypothetical questions then
there would be less evading answers and the thread would end …
Lord, I’ve tried to end it, but people won’t cooperate. 
I have a theory. You may well ask, what is my theory. Well, this theory that I have, that is to say, which is mine, is mine. It follows along the lines that I am about to relate. Here is how it goes. This thread is thin at one end, much thicker in the middle and thin again at the far end.
I hope that that resolves everything satisfactorily.
No, I still don’t get it.
There’s nothing to get, so if you didn’t get it then you got it. Get it?
Forget it, Pardel-Lux. It’s Dopertown.
Now I want takeout Chinese.
It’s all covfefe to me.
It’s not all about you. It’s about me. 
But not all of it is.
Whatever will be, will be. Until it isn’t.
Que sera, sera.
Like Mary Queen of Scots. Its not dead yet.