Solana Visits the HospitalSolana: Well, doc, I think I did pretty well on my TPS. You may HODL my bag if you like.
Doctor: Well, under the circumstances, I'd rather not.
Solana: Eh?
Doctor: Mr. Sol, I'm afraid you are the rektest blockchains in the United States. You have everything.
Solana: You mean I have production outages?
Doctor: Yes.
Solana: Non functional dashboards?
Doctor: Yes.
Solana: Hysterical selling?
Doctor: Uh, a little bit, yes. You also have several bugs that have just been discovered -- in you.
Solana: I see. You sure you haven't just made thousands of mistakes?
Doctor: Uh, no, no, I'm afraid not.
Solana: This sounds like bad news.
Doctor: Well, you'd think so, but all of your bugs are in perfect balance. Uh, if you have a moment, I can explain.
Solana: Well ...
Doctor: Here's the door to Coinbase, see? And these are oversized bagholders. That's investors, that's adopters, and this cute little cuddle-bug is the founder, Anatoly. Here's what happens when they all try to send their SOL to Coinbase all at once. Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo! Move it, chowderhead! We call it, "Three Stooges Syndrome."
Solana: So what you're saying is, I'm indestructible!
Doctor: Oh, no, no, in fact, even slight whale could --
Solana: In-de-structible...
