Absurd Story Theater

No tickets are sold here, only deposits are collected. In this theater, the light always misses those sweating people, but hits the beads of the golden abacus accurately. We invited the most professional fox to announce the scene, and a dreaming vulture served as the lighting engineer. The bearded protagonist was busy searching for his missing shadow in the afterglow. Someone asked: Is this play a tragedy? The director laughed, pointed to the waste battery that was given out as a medal and said: "No, this is an extremely rigorous comedy. Because in all ledgers, tears do not occupy memory." You see, the Labrador pushing the shabby tricycle is trying to use logic to explain why the air also has to share the utility bill; and the gray crane with fluttering wings, what he took away when he flew away was not his salary, but an instruction manual full of lies. There are no inversions here, only loops. There is no truth here, only calculations. This film uses 24 frames of high-definition and suppressed real-life shooting to capture every embarrassing crease caused by the "quiet years". If you feel like laughing while watching, that's a normal biological reaction; if you feel like crying, please check whether your piece-rate salary deducts the cost of paper towels. Welcome to the theater of absurd stories Please sit tight, the show never begins, but it never ends.