Most people are shit storytellers, not my fault that I tried to revive their crappy-ass bullshit and then finally resorted to a hostile takeover because they couldn’t even make fighting a dragon sound interesting.
“One time, I saw a beaver.”
“That’s cool, what were you doing at the time? What was it doing?”
“Just walking. I dunno.”
……
“That reminds me of when I saw some beavers in the park nearby. They were chewing up sone logs by the water and making noises you would not expect, and the whole time we’re just there trying to quietly point them out to strangers who were also walking by and—“
Most people are shit storytellers, not my fault that I tried to revive their crappy-ass bullshit and then finally resorted to a hostile takeover because they couldn’t even make fighting a dragon sound interesting.
“One time, I saw a beaver.”
“That’s cool, what were you doing at the time? What was it doing?”
“Just walking. I dunno.”
……
“That reminds me of when I saw some beavers in the park nearby. They were chewing up sone logs by the water and making noises you would not expect, and the whole time we’re just there trying to quietly point them out to strangers who were also walking by and—“
“Oh my god, you only talk about yourself.”
Dragon there, heads off, dragon dead.
Worst hero’s journey ever.