I have a lot of fun with INTJ's, but this conversation was just hilarious to me and highlighted the awesome dynamic that the 2 INTx types can have together. No wonder the "S's" of the world think we belong in a nuthouse.
Me: Do you have any soda in the fridge?
INTJ: Does a bear shit in the forest?
INTJ: I said, does a bear shit in the forest?
Me: Heck yes he does!
INTJ: How do you know?
Me: Because scientists have found it there.
INTJ: How do you know that?
Me: Because I read it in a book.
INTJ: What book?
Me: A book issued to me in the 4th grade.
INTJ: How do you know that book is reputable?
Me: Because it was approved by the educational system which is overseen by the government.
INTJ: So what does that mean? Are you saying that they're more reputable than me?
Me: Heck yes that's what I'm saying. They've been around since 1776 or whatever the heck it is and you're just some "Johnny Come Lately" that shows up sometime in the 1950's and starts trying to undermine what they've been doing for a couple of centuries.
INTJ: That still doesn't prove that a bear shits in the forest. Unless you've seen it there yourself.
Me: OK, a bear doesn't shit in the forest!
INTJ: Where does he shit then?
Me: He doesn't. He's severely constipated for most of the year. Then he gets so full of crap that he has to go in a cave and hibernate for months at a time. And he survives in the cave by waking up and having midnite snacks of his own poop. Until finally all of his poop is out of him and he's ready to come out and start the process over again.
INTJ: But, if he poops in the cave then he's still pooping in the forest.
Me: Nope. The cave isn't in the forest. The cave is like the "suburbs" of the forest - it's on the outskirts of town so to speak.
INTJ: You're more full of shit than the bear.
Me: You brought it up.
INTJ: Just drink your freakin' soda and shut up.