Linguistic chaos: when word salad achieves sentience



Someone having what appears to be multiple phone calls spliced together in real time, losing their mind about property ownership halfway through. Starts with professional phone etiquette, pivots to accusing someone (Mum?) of a staged fall, then gets weirdly defensive about cupboard real estate like ...
Someone doing an absolutely unhinged bit pretending to be from the Open University searching for a meteorite in someone's house, then abruptly pivots to Notre Dame and a bird book worth 10 million quid, before the whole thing devolves into complete nonsense about space rocks and cocktails. It's like...
