I'd bet my lunch money that, for at least some of you deniers, even sending you to the moon wouldn't do it. You'd come up with some nonsense story about how you were drugged and memories were planted in your mind, and so forth and so on.
No, I can do a little "denying" of my own: nothing would ever convince you guys. Nothing.
You asked and I answered. Don’t care if you don’t believe me. So tell me why haven’t we been back? It should be easier and cheaper than ever.
...and while drugged, anally probed by little short guys wearing gray clothing.