Imagine a ball of steel the size of the sun. Imagine that every trillion years, a fly lands on it. When the ball of steel has eroded away from the friction of all the flies landing, infinity will not even have begun.
Funny I was thinking about posting a thread like this a couple weeks ago.
"I'm gonna get on that bus and go into the woods and never come back. But when I do come back, I'm gonna be the knife master" ~James "The Rev" Sullivan