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californiasfreak · 18 days
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Meth
Guns
Crime of passion
The hearts of my enemies
Bunnies
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andbalance · 4 months
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rejectedbad · 6 months
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Rejected Bad: Trans Rights
The following is a rejected script from an early season of Breaking Bad.
INT. JESSE'S LIVING ROOM - DAY
Jesse, sporting a dishevelled appearance, sits on his worn-out couch, browsing the internet on his laptop. Meth Head, his pet samoyed, lies lazily next to him.
JESSE:  (deep in thought)  Man, I've been having some weird experiences online lately.
He furrows his brow as he comes across a group discussing his gender identity.
JESSE (CONT'D):  (confused)  What the hell? These people think I'm trans? Where'd they even get that idea?
Jesse glances at Meth Head, who looks up at him with his big, innocent eyes.
JESSE (CONT'D):  (grinning)  I mean... I'm flattered, I guess?
Jesse pats Meth Head on the head absentmindedly.
JESSE (CONT'D):  (softly)  Good dawg, always keepin' me grounded.
After a moment of reflection, Jesse's confusion turns into determination.
JESSE (CONT'D):  (resolute)  You know what? Maybe this is a chance to do some good. Promote acceptance and all that.
He grabs his phone, takes a quick selfie holding a hand-drawn and misspelt "Trans Rights" sign, and attaches it to a post.
JESSE (CONT'D):  (typing)  "Ayo, everyone! Just so we're clear, I ain't transgender, but I support trans rights! Love and respect for all!"
Jesse hesitates for a moment and then clicks the "post" button. He leans back on the couch, contemplating what he just did. METH HEAD:  (thinking)  Yo, Jesse! Can we go get Taco Bell tonight?
INT. GUS' OFFICE - DAY
Gustavo "Gus" Fring sits behind a large desk, his piercing gaze fixated on the monitor. The internet buzz surrounding Jesse's recent post catches his attention.
GUS:  (into the phone)  Well, well, well... Jesse Pinkman just became an accidental advocate. Interesting...
Gus smirks as he hangs up the phone. GUS: That kid might be alright after all. INT. HANK AND MARIE'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Hank and his wife Marie sit on their couch, engrossed in a true crime documentary about the rise of meth groupies. The TV remote rests idly in Hank's hand.
HANK:  (muttering)  Damn, Marie. This "Banana Thrower" case is driving me nuts. The guy's one step ahead every damn time.  Thankfully mayor Johnson’s clavicle remains untouched.
MARIE:  (sighs) Maybe you need to think outside the box, Hank. Sometimes breaking the rules can lead you to the truth.
INT. JESSE'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Jesse's phone buzzes relentlessly next to an empty Taco Bell wrapper. He picks it up, astonished at the overwhelming response to his post.
JESSE:  (whispering)  No way... This is blowin' up like crazy.
Jesse smiles, conflicted but proud of the support he has received.
JESSE (CONT'D): (to Meth Head) See, buddy? Sometimes you gotta stand up for somethin', even if it ain't about you.
Meth Head wags his tail with approval, but his eyes are fixated on Jesse’s unfinished meal.
FADE OUT.
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sageisaplant · 22 days
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This was from like a year ago lmao
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Am bored as fuck who trying to link up and blow some clouds LA area only..!
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themarsinwoods · 8 months
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I was sitting in a public space with my friend @kane-under-the-cowl and a guy came up to this tree and went ”I'm walking up to this tree, but it's unlike any other tree.” then he turned to my friend and said ”hello, I like your earrings. They don't satisfy me. You're probably not a lesbian.” then promptly he turned and left.
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toomuchkween · 8 months
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It’s, I’ve, I, I’d, I’m
Its been a while.
I've been good.
I dont want to be.
I’d love to be puffing and looking at porn. 
But I’m not. 
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fafas-blog-stuff · 1 year
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Friday is Highday
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delta--9 · 1 year
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fruit-snacker · 1 year
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"I don't want a small dog because they all look like meth heads"
-my sister
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rootfish13 · 2 years
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I'm at the library & this old guy sitting at a table across from me is making me nervous. He is constantly pacing back in forth in front of the magazine wall like a meth head. Always in my field of vision, fast walking back and forth, always picking up & putting down magazines. He's either crazy, high out of his gourd or both. Unfortunately all of the tables upstairs are already taken. He keeps glancing over at me too... Eh, this guy seems harmless enough, he's just annoying.
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juststarkitty · 2 months
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andbalance · 9 months
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Butt naked.
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rejectedbad · 7 months
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Rejected Bad: AI
The following is a rejected script from an early season of Breaking Bad.
INT. METH LAB - DAY
Walter White and Jesse Pinkman are busy working in the meth lab, surrounded by beakers, chemicals, and equipment.
Jesse, frustrated, stops his work and looks at Walter.
JESSE:  (annoyed)  Yo, Mr. White, don't you ever wonder if our lives are, like, controlled by some artificial intelligence or something?
Walter, taken aback, stares at Jesse in disbelief.
WALTER:  (angrily)  Are you crazy, Jesse? This is real life, not some science fiction movie.
Jesse tries to convince Walter, getting more excited.
JESSE:  No, man, seriously! Think about it. Talking dogs, Saul being a wuss, the ease of getting rid of those meth groupies. It's like, everything is too convenient and weird, you know?
Walter's anger turns into confusion, but he tries to maintain composure.
WALTER:  (dismissive)  Jesse, we're just involved in a dangerous business. These things happen, but it doesn't mean there's some master plan controlling every aspect of our lives.
Jesse, adamant, starts presenting his evidence.
JESSE:  You remember Badger's story about the talking dog? How the hell does that even happen?!  Why would Meth Head want to invade Canada?
Walter rolls his eyes, growing more irritated.
WALTER:  (sarcastically)  Oh yeah, because that's undeniable proof, Jesse. Talking dogs are definitely evidence of an AI-controlled world.
Jesse continues, pointing at Saul who is munching on some string cheese.
JESSE:  What about Saul, man? I mean, look at the guy! He's a total wuss. Always hiding, always trying to find a way out. It's like the AI writers don't want him to be strong or something!
Walter glares at Jesse, his patience running thin.
WALTER:  Enough, Jesse! Saul is just a lawyer who knows how to play it safe. That has nothing to do with AI controlling our lives.
Jesse, now desperate to prove his point, tries a different approach.
JESSE:  And what about those meth groupies? They just disappear, Mr. White! No trace, no consequences. It's like the AI writers conveniently wrote them off after you dispose of them!
Walter can't contain his anger anymore. He grabs a nearby object, (weapon of choice for the reader), and charges at Jesse.
FADE OUT.
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boondox77 · 2 months
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👽👽👽
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