the best part about those old cartoon creepypastas like 'Squidward's Suicide' or 'Dead Bart' is imagining that the idea somehow gains purchase in the writers room - then makes its way through storyboarding, voice acting, etc. But then some low level exec sees it like: "Guys what the fuck is this?"

Q producing JOI videos for James Bond be like

Screaming & charging up energy in my living room until I go Super Sirhan

getting bullied by all the cat dads at the bar when they find out the litter box scooper I use isn't full tang

yesterday my new boss was chuckling to himself for a few minutes so I asked him what's up & he showed me an AI generated image on his phone of Vincent Van Gogh hitting a bong & blowing out smoke that looked like starry night