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gordon ramsay: fuck me, is that a fucking past version of myself? from before i tried the main course?
waiter: side effect of the house’s special sauce, sorry sir
gordon ramsay: jesus christ now he’s coming over here
gordon ramsay: who the fuck are you, why do you look like me
gordon ramsay, ignoring gordon ramsay: god damnit, this obviously didn’t happen in my original timeline
waiter: sometimes the chef doesn’t put enough tomatoes and the time loop isn’t perfectly stable
gordon ramsay: not perfectly stable love? i know this isn’t your fault but this is a fucking paradox! my past self is obviously not going to have the sauce in the first place now, and this version of myself will never come to be! it’s unsanitary! please bring the chef here i need to have a word with him
both gordon ramsays, in perfect unison, looking at the camera: bloody hell, my notions of causality crushed and for what, some soggy fucking pasta?