So I was sitting at home, watching the comedy gala and texting (you know those meaningless conversations, the ones toi don't enjoy but toi don't want to just be rude and ignore your harasser), not really focusing, just rêverie (about a bunch of grapes, with each grain de raisin, raisin having a seperate personality and the ability to communicate, if toi 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 grain de raisin, raisin had just a dit to another "What did the...
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