So I was sitting at home, watching the comedy gala and texting (you know those meaningless conversations, the ones wewe don't enjoy but wewe don't want to just be rude and ignore your harasser), not really focusing, just daydreaming (about a bunch of grapes, with each zabibu having a seperate personality and the ability to communicate, if wewe must know. Imagine the arguments they'd get into...), vaguely conscious of the fact that on the T.V a comedian was up there standing there in silence with no one laughing.
I was then pulled out of my reverie (one zabibu had just alisema to another "What did the...
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