Imagine being the researcher tasked with observing infinite monkeys on typewriters and just as one of them is about to finish writing The Tempest, on the very last word it types banana
My head canon is that Musk turned down Trump’s Christmas invite by bluffing and saying he had “a family thing”, seethed alone for 24 hours, went on a bender; Trump got worried, tried to text him but got his apps mixed up and by then it was too late
This is like how every time in my 20s when I got hired for a customer service job and asked to come in at X o’clock for my first shift, I would ask what time the shift ends and I would get a reply like “a good employee wouldn’t ask that on their first day.” Why is it a secret???