I have, like, 12 e-mail accounts, profiles on a bunch of random websites, and AT LEAST 14 different passwords to remember. What the hell is wrong with me? Spoilers follow.
Also: If the end of Inception was indeed taking place in limbo, wouldn't Cobb just come back to his dinner table a couple of hours later, say, around dinner time, find the top still spinning and just be like, "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK."
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