3 bottles. It's too hard to explain...

4 bottles of a penunny

5 bottles. ...

6 bottles.

7 bottles.

No fun Hydroxides to work with? :(

8 bottles. I used them all from the last batch, sorry.

9 bottles. Fix your number Sharky.

Also, I'll be zoning out into an alternate dimension for the time being, so please realize all insanity riddled posts aren't really my fault, but the fault of the spider-wasp aliens corrupting my dreamscape.

10 bottles. Have fun with that.

11 bottles.

UR worLDz IZ myNE!!!!

12 bottles. You don't know where my world is located.

13 bottles.

BuTT yUZ dowNT EVIn Nowe ThAt!1!!

14 bottles. I don't even know where my world is, so you couldn't either.

15 bottles. There, that's the last of 'em. *Takes cutlass out of spider-wasp*

Wait... if you don't know where it is, how do you know it exists in the first place?

16 bottles. I can't tell you. Sometime, you just gotta believe....

17 bottles. Well of course your world exists Sharky, everyone has thier own world.

A world is just how one percieves that which is outside of thier being. Therefore, everyone has their little world, and everyone shares the same charactaristics, just from a different point of view.