M.Dunne

I told a joke about cats. He turned it into a horror story about cats. My brain is bleeding.

She said it was funny. He turned it into a funeral for jokes. I cried.

He took my punchline and buried it. I dug it up. It was dead.

I had a great joke. He ruined it. Now I smell regret.

She made me laugh. He turned it into a bad day. I now regret my life.

My joke was fun. He made it feel like I lost a bet. I regret everything.

He took my joke and turned it into a crying session. My nose ran. My soul cried.

She said it was funny. He made it so bad my nose ran. I cried inside.

I told a joke. He made it so bad my nose ran and my soul screamed. I was sad.

He took my joke and turned it into a disaster. My mom said I was doing great.

I told a joke. He made it so bad my mom cried. She was proud of me.

My joke was okay. He made it so bad my mom hugged me. She was proud.

He took my joke and turned it into a brain explosion. My soul ran away.

She laughed. He made it so bad my brain exploded. My soul cried.

My joke was good. He made it so bad my brain exploded. My soul ran to the hills.

I laughed. He turned it into a scream. I was scared.

She said it was funny. He made me scream. I was terrified.

My joke was nice. He made it so bad I screamed. I was horrified.