Blade Runner

This movie is like going to that 4.9 star doughnut place you found while you were at the beach. You walk in and all the doughnuts look amazing. They have cool names like The Cherished Triple Chocolate Doughnut. You wait 30 minutes in line and when you finally get up to order you realize they are overpriced but you don’t care you buy 6 anyways. When you bite into the first one you think “wow this is amazing just wonderful”. Then you have another bite and realize “wow this tastes just like a doughnut from Dunkin”. You realize you have been fooled. You fell for the hype and you paid the price. $24 for 6 doughnuts and now you feel obligated to finish it. They aren’t bad, and the Rockin Oreo O had some nice toppings, but the disappointed is there. Your “travel expert” friend that you’re with wouldn’t stop talking about how amazing the doughnuts are. He uses words like torus and complimented the proofing of the doughnuts. You try to justify the $24 charge in your head but no matter how you spin it it’s just sounds worse and worse. You save 3 doughnuts for the rest of the trip but when you go to eat one the next morning it’s just too sweet and you throw it out. Disappointed you go to review the place and see the 4.9 rating is boosted. The brand insists upon its self. You feel relived seeing the negative reviews knowing you aren’t the only one. Your friend comes up to you and goes “man weren’t those doughnuts awesome”. You slice his throat. Panicked you throw the knife away. You spend all day thinking about “why did we get those damn doughnuts”. At night you dispose of his body in the ocean. You know getting caught is inevitable but at first it’s a little fun. You decide now, knowing you have nothing to lose you must get revenge. You quickly research how to build a weapon of mass destruction from Irans how to magically acquire a nuclear weapon in 24 hours, which is weirdly written by a man named David Goldstein but you have no time to think about that. Once acquired you use the weapon on the doughnut shop blowing it out of existence. You feel free. You realize this is what you were put on earth to do. Now crying tears of joy you turn yourself into police. You plead guilty to the charges but you’re in a democratic state so you get life in prison instead of death. Your life is boring in jail but you find peace in learning how to cook and working out. You die at 72 from a heart attack. While in prison Netflix release a documentary and a movie about you. Your last impact comes in after your death when you become a major meme on Plantir’s new social media page. You had no wife, no kids. You leave earth quietly passing to the next life. Your last thought was about the $24 doughnuts.