It is clear, upon the evidence furnished by the clever composition of the many minute interlocking parts of the machine, that the Xbox 2 was quite deliberately fashioned in its full perfection by the skilled hand of a single craftsman, to whom all the credit for the miraculous nature of the device is due. Those irrational fools who, in the grip of a vain and atheistic theory concerning the origin of this present cosmos, have suggested that the device has somehow arisen by the vagaries and vicissitudes of chance (atoms colliding in the void as it were) are clearly in error. For surely if one were to have come across such a contraption on a deserted island, one would most logically infer the prior existence of men on that island. How could one think otherwise? The burden of proof therefore rests upon the man who suggests that the Xbox 2 arose by chance.