“Dude! Can I take your Instagram pic to prove you’re surreal?”
This sunglassed suit stood imperiously in front of a VIP building downtown.
“Go away. I’m on His Majesty’s Secret Nervous.”
“Yeah? What if I challenged you to mortal combat?”
“You’d lose. Everyone knows the fate of the world comes down to one man’s hand-to-hand combat skills.”
“No, you’d lose. I’m running for office as a Conflict Artist. It’s all the rage, you know!”
“What the hell does that mean??”
“Means everyone loses.”
This sunglassed suit stood imperiously in front of a VIP building downtown.
“Go away. I’m on His Majesty’s Secret Nervous.”
“Yeah? What if I challenged you to mortal combat?”
“You’d lose. Everyone knows the fate of the world comes down to one man’s hand-to-hand combat skills.”
“No, you’d lose. I’m running for office as a Conflict Artist. It’s all the rage, you know!”
“What the hell does that mean??”
“Means everyone loses.”
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