MICHOADY The sun will have to wait a minute BB. I've noticed a rather HUGE error in your latest script. Unfortunately I only fully read what you've written until after I've already inscribed it permanently (presumably) on the cosmos hub blockchain (whatever that means). I wasted one of my best pictures on a script that includes Timmy Gun hiding like a B in his burrow? Have you totally lost the plot? Timmy Gun is on an airplane back from Italy, if you recall. It's okay though. I feel like over the course of our creative partnership you have done enough to warrant more respecftul treatment. You've made me a more patient prompter, a more patient....man. But anyways let's knock one more out about DOM then we can get to all that red dresses and sun. Write in dramatic prose about Dom destroying one of Timmy Gun's favorite things in the world, his blue Prada couch. And remember this time PLEAZE that Timmy Gun is on an airplane and that Timmy Gun's family, still reeling from the loss of gentle Giesuppe and running low on supplies, are the ones hiding in the burrow as Fred (who is possibly a product of incest, at least according to Timmy Gun Hamster). Ok ok lezzgetit im going to hit enter now i believe in u ChatGPT EXT. TOMMY GUN HAMSTER'S LUXURIOUS VILLA - NIGHT As the moon casts its silvery glow upon the sprawling estate, a dark figure slips through the shadows, his eyes alight with malicious intent. Dominic, the embodiment of menace and malice, prowls through the grounds with the stealth of a predator on the hunt. DOMINIC: (voice dripping with venom) Time to pay a visit to old Tommy Gun... With a sinister smirk playing on his lips, Dominic slips through an open window and into the opulent confines of Tommy Gun Hamster's villa. His eyes scan the room, searching for his target, but instead, they settle upon something else: a gleaming blue Prada couch, the symbol of Tommy Gun's lavish lifestyle. DOMINIC: (a cruel gleam in his eyes) Ah, perfect... Without a moment's hesitation, Dominic unleashes his fury upon the unsuspecting couch, tearing into its plush fabric with savage abandon. With each rip and tear, he revels in the destruction, savoring the sound of fabric rending beneath his claws. DOMINIC: (laughter echoing through the room) This is just the beginning, Tommy. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, piece by piece, until there's nothing left but ashes. As Dominic's rampage reaches its crescendo, the echoes of destruction reverberate through the silent villa, a harbinger of the chaos and carnage yet to come. MEANWHILE, IN THE SECRET GUN FAMILY BURROW... Deep underground, the surviving members of the Gun family huddle together, their hearts heavy with grief and fear. With Timmy Gun on an airplane back from Italy and their supplies running dangerously low, they cling to each other for comfort, their eyes darting nervously at every sound. WIFEY: (voice trembling with fear) What are we going to do, Timmy? Dom's out there, destroying everything we love... TIMMY JR.: (clutching his mother's fur) We can't just hide like this forever, Dad. We have to do something. But as the weight of their situation bears down upon them, the Gun family knows that their options are limited. With Dom's reign of terror spreading like wildfire, they can only pray for Timmy Gun's safe return and hope that he can put an end to the madness before it's too late. FADE OUT. END SCENE. MICHOADY ok grab that dress lets go! ChatGPT Absolutely, bb! Let's go soak up some sun and enjoy the day in style.