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Everything that follows is a work of fiction created for comedy. Every character, company, advertisement and film title is invented. 'Jesse', 'Koda' and the Red Line roster are fictional characters performed by AI-generated synthetic voices, not recordings of any real person. All characters are fictional consenting adults over 18. No real person is depicted. Any resemblance to real people, businesses or events is coincidental or used as parody.", "rights": "Original work. Not licensed for reuse, redistribution, resale, or model training.", "fiction_notice_end": "THAT WAS ALL JOKES. None of it was real. Every person, company, movie, advertisement and event in this show is made up. These are characters, not real people — performed by AI voices for comedy. Nothing said here is a statement of fact about anybody. Fiction only. Jokes and giggles.", "text": "[ALL FICTION — JOKES ONLY. Everything that follows is a work of fiction created for comedy. Every character, company, advertisement and film title is invented. 'Jesse', 'Koda' and the Red Line roster are fictional characters performed by AI-generated synthetic voices, not recordings of any real person. All characters are fictional consenting adults over 18. No real person is depicted. Any resemblance to real people, businesses or events is coincidental or used as parody.]\n\nThe palette deepens, more colors, more damage, same broke man with a five-star rating. Jesse, part three. Tonight's pain color. Someone spilled a white claw and called it water clear. It pairs beautifully with designated driver nobody thanked Navy. Bride Chair made me realize adults are just kids with bank apps and worst secrets. One woman got in and announced, I'm done with drama. Then added a stop at the drama's house. People say they want peace but their GPS says arriving at chaos, recalculating straight into your problems. Pick up a guy leaving the club alone. He goes, I chose myself. Brother, the bouncer chose you first. Drunk confidence is a miracle. They cannot locate the door handle, but they have SOLED relationships. My car needs mood lighting, red for rage, blue for sadness, and a special green for he said he's just a friend. Colors of my pain.com is cheaper than therapy and only slightly less accredited and the parking's free. My therapist asked where I feel pain in my body. I said, usually, right behind the passenger seat. Passengers will trauma dump for nine miles and then ask if you have gum like we're even now. One guy confessed to cheating in my back seat. I said nothing, but ways, ways judged him hard, reruited him straight to hell no tolls. The GPS said take the next right. His life said too late. Drunk girls hype each other up like emotional NASCAR pit crews. Your beautiful block him, drink water, where is my vape? Full service in four seconds. Drunk guys hype each other up like unpaid defense attorneys. Bro, you're not wrong, she's crazy. Also, where are we? No notes, no idea, full conviction. My back seat has two settings, silent guilt or loud astrology. There is no third setting. A passenger asked me my sign. I said stop. That's my sign. It's also my boundary. Pain color of the night says five stars out loud but does not tip beige. The loudest lie in the catalog. I'm not bitter. I'm customer service seasoned. Ride share is the only job where someone can ruin your entire night and then ask to borrow your charger. A drunk guy said, you're like my best friend. I said then tip me like family you still respect. I've heard so many breakups I can name the villain by the pickup address. It's always the one who swears, I'm the calm one. If the destination is his place, after midnight, that's not romance. That's a sequel nobody funded and everybody regrets. My car doesn't need a dashcam, it needs a laugh track. 25 more colors all paid in cash and regret. Colors of my pain, part three. The palette is filling up and the tank is empty. Kill Jesse.\n\n[THAT WAS ALL JOKES. None of it was real. Every person, company, movie, advertisement and event in this show is made up. These are characters, not real people — performed by AI voices for comedy. Nothing said here is a statement of fact about anybody. Fiction only. Jokes and giggles.]", "fiction_notice_audio": true}