Alike, aren't we all?

Tiger: Last time we were discussing a worldwide phenomena, I thought we'd continue with another one. It seems to me that some coincidences are just too big of a coincidence to really be a coincidence.
Monkey: What the hell are you talking about? Is this another one of your conspiracy theories? Because the last one involving the "non-fat" fat was just a bit too greasy and wild, and totally boring...
Tiger: What a fine friend and listener you are indeed... How about this, just shut the furnituresuchasacouch up (cute and cuddly censoring, ccc) and don't interrupt me again. There will be time for questions and incoherent rambling later, friend.
Monkey: Sure, go ahead, prove me right.
Tiger: Right, I'll make you eat those evil and stinky words of yours.
Anyway, so why is it that we think we're all so damn special anyways? Because our moms told us so? Heeeell no, it's because we can't see the grand scheme of things for what it really is. Now, how many times didn't you think that you were the only person in the world who had a particular problem/sexual disposition/preference of partners/love of smelly green berries/anything?
Hell, I bet some people even think they are the only ones with that favorite unique color.
I can prove this mathematically.
Now, as long as you keep to the solids, and not like "poo-when-one-ate-a-mix-of-tar-scottish-pine-and-tuna color, I think I can pretty safely say that there are only 255x255x255 combinations, at least for a computer screen. That adds up to a total of 16,581,375 colors.
There are currently about 5,5 billion people on this planet. I think we can assume that most of those people have a preference of in ascending order, white, black, blue, pink & red. Some hippies are sure to be big fans of pine-green or hemp/emerald green too. And that's only a very simple example.
There are so many things we can have in common that there's no way in hell (not subject to cute and cuddly censoring, ccc) that anyone can possibly be so furnituresuchasacouch -ed up (ccc) that this rule wouldn't apply to them.
Monkey: Well, try to get to the point will you. Of course we have those insignificant things in common. We're human, we all have bones and 10 fingers, most of us anyway...
Tiger: Right, and you just went on and proved my point here. Since we all are made of the same stuff, have similar upbringings, do similar jobs, hear almost the same news and most of us have a mom and dad that try their best to love us and teach us the same stuff as other moms and dads, of course we're all more alike than we think.
I also think that we subconsciously attract other that think and act as we do.
Monkey: You sure make us sound like self-centered sheep, now don't you?
Tiger: Well, I'm not saying it's a bad thing. I really think it's great to feel special, but I don't go around thinking I'm unique and stuff. Hell, I'm just like you, except for some minor timing issues.
I really believe this uniqueness can be a bit destructive at times since it also makes us feel inferior to others. It's just as if we're only as good as the stuff we've done. Nothing could be more wrong, we're as good as we CAN be, or WILL be. It seems the human species focus too much on the past and present to see how things really are. That's all I'm saying.
Monkey: I'm glad you finally got to the point, and what a point. You're my very very best friend in the world.
Tiger: And you're mine.
// Tiger & the Monkey