It was a Friday Evening. Jennifer Lawrence had finished her15 minutes of 'working' that day and was settling into her evening routine of watching her own movies on repeat in her $8 million dollar mega mansion. Something was different this evening however, and instead of loading Netflix or another streaming service she decided to open good old fashioned TV to count how many of her movies were playing simultaneously instead. This was almost the last mistake she ever made...
First up, TMZ. Running an interview she had done earlier that week. Not too bad. There must be more on though she thought. Onwards to TBS, perfect a full hunger games Marathon only on the second film. Save that one for later. Continuing onwards, Blake Lively interview Meh, Chris Prat that bigot? No thanks! Suddenly though something flashed up on the screen. It was the fascist network all Hollywood elites feared. Out of shock she dropped the remote and scrambled on the floor to grab it before the show resumed, fortunately she had stumbled upon Fox during one of those gay hating chicken ads. It was too late however.
J-Law grasped the remote and took aim at the TV. But as she prepared to take the shot, his face appeared. Looming over her on her 150" $100K TV and seemingly leering at her, was Tucker Carlson. Jenny shrieked and slammed every button on the remote at once. As if Greta Thunberg herself had guided her hands she suddenly found herself safe, looking at the benevolent face of Don Lemon, patron saint of Hollywood. With a sigh she collapsed, sobbing in to her sofa, beaten, but an unbroken survivor.
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