You see a well groomed garden.

In the middle, on a small hill, you see a gazebo

 

I kill myself.

 

It's white, Eric.

 

I'll take ownership of the garden + gazebo and sell them for profit.

 

About 50 yards.

 

i became consciously aware that this thread is ******ed and leave.

 

Wouldn't it be red then?

Profit just went down. You'd probably lose money.

How long until the cops show up?

 

It's about 30 ft across, 15 ft high, with a pointed top.

It's not good, Eric. It's a gazebo.

 

I hire a gardener to keep track of the garden and gazebo since I don't have a green thumb and can't stand working with plants.

 

I feel like this is a recorded conversation. Are you a computer? Am I speaking with a computer? Hellllllooooooooooooooo computer?

Are you insulting the house of Cooper!!!?

 

It won't answer. It's a gazebo.

No, Eric, it's a gazebo!

 

Then I take my sledgehammer to the gazebo and enjoy myself.

 

There is now a gazebo with an arrow sticking out of it.

 

Wait, where the heck did the arrow come from? What is this, "I use to be a gazebo, but then I took an arrow to the pillar"?

 

OF COURSE NOT, ERIC! IT'S A GAZEBO!

 

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Could someone point out the obvious reference I'm missing here?

 

It's a gazebo, Eric, a GAZEBO! If you really want to try to destroy it, you could try to chop it with an axe, I suppose, or you could try to burn it, but I don't know why anybody would even try. It's a @#$%!! gazebo!

 

Ok honey, I think you need to try the anti-psychotics.

 

It's too late. You've awakened the gazebo. It catches you and eats you.

 

And I climb out of its stomach before being digested over the course of a 1000 years. Boba Fett ain't got nothing on me