Informal, stream-of-consciousness spoken monologue about imaginary friends, adulthood, and maturity. The speaker suggests retaining one’s imaginary friend into adulthood as transformative, references ‘bringing back’ an imaginary friend if lost, and makes a colloquial aside mentioning Elon Musk buying Twitter and its cost. Tone is conversational, improvisational, and slang-filled.
The point I was making is if you can, if you can become an adult without killing your imaginary friend, then your life can change. But the moment you kill your imaginary friend, then you gotta goddamn bring that nigga back. Like drop dead. Friends. That's what happened to them bringing it back. If you don't bring him back. You know, you think Elian Musk is a. That man is a kid as a child. That man is grown. Then he bought Twitter down $4 billion. Would you ever, ever bought Twitter much money? It's a lot of shit. I'll be driving.
