plagiarism of a classic Beckett image done the old fashioned way: drawn by hand from memory.
Siri’s sassy. I asked her the meaning of life and she said “i can’t answer that now, but give me time to write a very long play in which nothing happens”. Then I asked her if she’s actually read Waiting for Godot? and she said “sorry, i an only read incoming text messages”. i actually felt sorry form my phone.
