Babble fuck

My mom tried to explain quantum physics while I was eating cereal. I now have a brain ulcer.

My friend told me a 10-minute story about his pet turtle. I don’t know why I’m still alive.

My teacher kept talking about the Renaissance like it was a TikTok trend. I fell asleep mid-sentence.

My brother told me about his day for an hour. I had to text my friend to ask if I was still alive.

My coworker explained how to make toast like it was a life-or-death situation.

My dog’s friend talked about his life for 15 minutes. I almost cried.

My neighbor told me about his cat’s diet for 20 minutes. I threw a shoe.

My mom explained how to fold laundry like it was a competition. I folded a sock in protest.

My friend told me about his ex for an hour. I texted him to ask if he was still breathing.

My teacher talked about the moon landing like it was a concert. I fell asleep.

My friend told me about his day for 10 minutes. I had to go to the bathroom just to escape.

My dad explained how to tie a shoe like it was a secret code. I untied mine in frustration.

My mom told me about her day for 20 minutes. I had to text my friend just to check if I was still alive.

My teacher talked about the weather like it was a war. I felt like I was in a battlefield.

My friend told me about his ex for 15 minutes. I texted him to ask if he was still breathing.