ChatGPT gets me.

Update: coffee has disappeared. Probably a coincidence, but I choose to believe it’s a vast conspiracy, where the Illuminati saw my post and knew they had to cover their tracks and remove the abandoned cup. I vow to keep investigating. #iwillnotbesilenced

This ice coffee has been on the roof of this car for three days. I’ve never been more interested in the backstory and fate of a cup of coffee in my life. Would staking out a parking lot be considered inappropriate?

Any room for an inexperienced percussionist? I only play the wood block.