Lindsay: Hey Matt. If you’re comfortable talking about it, what are some of the most scary nightmares you’ve had. Or wonderful dreams!
Trevor: Even if you’re not comfortable with talking about it, let’s just get in there.
Lindsay: Yeah, let it out there
Jeremy: OH! I dreamed last night I married Michael! No joke.
Lindsay: Oh, I’m Sorry -
Jeremy: No joke!
Lindsay: Hang on, what. No - Matt, I’m sorry, I really wanna hear your story, but now we’re focusing on Jeremy.
Matt: You’re good–
Lindsay: Matt, shut the FUCK up, Jeremy what’d you say?
Trevor (background): “Shut the FUCK UP, Matt.”
Jeremy: I had a dream I married Michael! :) Yeah, I was married to – in my dream, I was married to Michael, and like Iris and Luna were there, and I was like –
Lindsay: YOU STOLE MY FAMILY
Jeremy: –“I don’t know how to take care of kids!” Literally it got to the point where I went, “Why did I do this?? This isn’t the life I wanted!”
Lindsay: [losing her mind]
[and then like TWO MINUTES LATER]
Lindsay, on the verge of fake tears: Jeremy… Was he happy? ;-; Was he happier?
you sound like a damn
honestly my favorite new phenomenon is the haiku bot coming in at the end of super serious posts. it’s like watching a supervillain come to a crushing defeat and then getting run over by a roomba.
The haikubot does not detect actual haiku. The artistry of haiku is that every line contains a thought or image that can be separated and still understood with the poem as a whole coming together to form a bigger idea or image.
The haikubot just detects sentences of 5-7-5 syllables and calls it a day. It’s an insult to the art form. Reading an actual haiku can be a spiritual experience.
You sound like a damn elitist bastard from the school of snobbery
elitist bastard from the
school of snobbery
^Haiku^bot^8. I detect haikus with 5-7-5 format. Sometimes I make mistakes.
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