Selling something on offer up:
Me: I have a thing. It’s brand new and it’s normally $100. You can have it for $50.
Them: Ok can you drive it an hour south of you and I’ll give you $11 and can you babysit my dog while I go to Disneyland. Also, would you mind lancing this herpetic sore on my back?
Lessons I've learned from the LLM era (list to be expanded, probably):
1. Sufficiently advanced autocomplete is indistinguishable from an impossibly well-read toddler on peyote.
2. Almost any decision has the potential to be a life-or-death decision, if you're bad enough at it.
It was on this very horror a hundred years ago that I picked up some lost highway townsfolk said was just me being reincarnated from a feel good sprinkler runoff of the summer
Got a 48 hour suspension from community theater for adding a very tasteful love scene between Simon the Zealot and Pontius Pilate in our production of Jesus Christ, Superstar