The only person I’d pair Ricky Gervais with for a buddy comedy is Jean Reno.

The screen has now pivoted to a POV choose your own adventure where I have approached someone’s house in the winter and they have stepped out of the house with a tray of 3 prepared hot drinks. I am asked to choose my favorite.
The host is not dressed for the weather. They don’t show the host’s face

Came to a head yesterday. The clerk told me his wife was watching the cameras from home, saw me come in, and told him I was going to get a rockstar. I didn’t. He asked why, then assured me he would talk to the manager to order rockstar for me.

Now I can never go back but am obligated to go back.

I took the movie home and watched it and could not understand what my friend was talking about when she recommended it. She said it was a British murder mystery comedy. I kept waiting for someone, ANYONE to show up with a British accent.
Long story short, I have not yet made it through Twin Peaks.

If that's not funny, let me know, I'm workshopping my debut on Threads.

I thought they were skeets.