We watched the screen as the credits rolled.
"That was boring." I say to my father.
"What are you talking about? That's a classic." He replied with a puzzled look.
"Classically boring." I say.
"I feel sorry that you're just too unintelligent to appreciate the beauty of this."
"What beauty?"
"The whole film is about the constant questions that are out there. You know, Gods. What else is there in the world? Exploration of the world. What's the meaning of life?"
"That's stupid. Who cares?"
"These are questions we humans have been trying to find out the answer to for years. How can you not appreciated that?"
"Well all I saw was a bunch of robots yelling at each other. "
"I can't believe these genes are wasted on you."
"Bye."
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Short Stories
General FictionThese are just some stories I wrote after getting some burst of inspiration. They probably won't be any good and will most likely be unfinished. I hope you enjoy reading my random nonsense. (I have no specific genre.) Contents contain descriptions...
