Seriously. That and that humblebrag ass thrift store one. Jesus. “So the fry cook and I saunter over to the 1950's garage and the gentleman confesses to the murder. Quite an odd morning I suppose, but what a great haul!”
I’m surprised the Franny one was picked. It’s so obviously fake.
This is kind of the George Lucas syndrome:
Filmmaker(s) get surprising lucky rolls when producing a dream project. Against all odds, and their own ignorance, the production turns out to be a huge success through a string of happy accidents. The creators are praised as geniuses to the point they start believing it.… Read more
Guyyyysss, who approved the Ouija board story?