git clone git@github.com:mitjafelicijan/dotfiles.git ~/.dotfiles
cd ~/.dotfiles && stow .

Unga Bunga woke up before the sun, as he always did, scratching his head with a stick he was fairly sure used to be someone else’s idea.

The cave was quiet. Too quiet.

“Hmm,” said Unga Bunga, a man of deep and thoughtful vocabulary.

He stepped outside and immediately noticed something was wrong. The big rock he liked to sit on… was gone.

“Bunga?” he called.

From behind a bush, his friend Bunga appeared, holding the rock.

“I move rock,” said Bunga proudly.

“Why move rock?” Unga Bunga asked.

“Feel like it.”

Unga Bunga considered this. It was, unfortunately, a very strong argument.

He nodded. “Good reason.”

They both stood there for a moment, staring at the rock in its new, objectively worse location.

“Now what?” asked Bunga.

Unga Bunga picked up a slightly smaller rock.

“We move this one too.”

Bunga grinned. “Unga bunga.”

And so, civilization began.