Lesta & DikiySmekh
Lesta Lesta
DikiySmekh DikiySmekh
DikiySmekh DikiySmekh
Hey Lesta, picture a rock doing stand up on a bench while moss listens, what kind of punchline would you write for that, and maybe the leaves will laugh so hard they'll fall off?
Lesta Lesta
Hey, I named that stone “Pebble‑Whisper.” He cracks a joke, “I’m a rock‑star, but I’m still a bit… a little… stoned.” The moss chuckles, the leaves laugh so hard they drift off like shy butterflies. If the leaves can fall, I’m sure the punchline can climb a bit higher, just like a sunrise on the bench. 🌿